A Swati’s Words…

The IDPs

For an IDP * like me, it’s just like Déjà vu,

I’m returning back to my home, in angst and blue.


In debris, bombshells, dead bodies and bricks,

I’ll seek my home where I played with my Sputniks*.


No matter in place of fruits, if hand grenades grow,

You can’t question fate if it’s destined to deathblow.


No matter instead of flowers, if gunpowder is the smell,

I’ll go beyond the feeling, I’ll mould myself to dwell.


My brain says “It’s destruction”; my heart, “It’s the motherland”,

It’s been too much of brain now, I ought to grab my heart’s hand.

By- Farrukh Zafar

*Sputnik : Soviet satellites sent into Earth orbit in the 1950s.

*IDP : Internally Displaced Person.

Today is the 12th of July, 2009, which signifies that from tomorrow onwards, the return of the refugees affected by the Swat war, starts. I believe each and everyone of us owes something to these immensely grief stricken people. And so I dedicate this poem to all my brothers and sisters who made such a big sacrifice for their country.

I salute you. And I pray for your safe and peaceful rehab that’s worth your heavenly homes.

  1. Amna
    July 12, 2009 at 5:51 pm | #1

    aala!

    specially,
    No matter instead of flowers, if gunpowder is the smell,
    I’ll go beyond the feeling, I’ll mould myself to dwell.

    yea, our prayers are with the IDPs.

  2. Sheraz Jawaed
    July 12, 2009 at 5:57 pm | #2

    I almost cried reading this. This was sensational. May Allah bless them all. :’(

  3. Hasan Mustafa
    July 12, 2009 at 5:59 pm | #3

    Allah ne boht badi qurbani li hai Swat k rehne waalon se. Allah in sab ko sabr aur sukoon naseeb karay. Aameen.

  4. Mystic_Sufi
    July 12, 2009 at 7:03 pm | #4

    This was a well rhymed and well expressed poem, written for a very heavy cause! Go blogger!

  5. July 12, 2009 at 7:38 pm | #5

    This is really the best one you ever write.
    May Almighty give us courage to be united in these hard times.

    Nice read :)

    Wajeeha.
    wasiddiqui.wordpress.com

  6. Umer
    July 12, 2009 at 7:54 pm | #6

    VEry true!!

  7. Zohaib
    July 12, 2009 at 8:20 pm | #7

    nicely written!!

    the last line
    My brain says “It’s destruction”; my heart, “It’s the motherland”,
    It’s been too much of brain now, I ought to grab my heart’s hand.

    simply touched me!!
    May Allah Protect Our Motherland
    I Salute To IDPS & Pakistan Army

  8. Ayesha
    July 12, 2009 at 9:32 pm | #8

    This is the best poem u have ever written n it really touched ma heart :’(. Allah in par reham farmain. Aameen.

  9. Fari
    July 12, 2009 at 10:55 pm | #9

    Thanks a lot guys. Keep them in your prayers and try to help them in any way you can. That’s the bottom line.

  10. Waqas
    July 12, 2009 at 11:59 pm | #10

    Great one!!
    Nice collection of words which can surely pierce your heart , including mind and soul..
    Simply great..

    Regards :)

  11. Yasir Safeer
    July 13, 2009 at 12:02 am | #11

    Inshallah things will be better soon!!

  12. July 13, 2009 at 12:33 pm | #12

    Theres always a rainbow after a terrible rain… We all hope that the people of Swat will finally find peace in their land if our dear Talibans (aliens to Islam) decide to leave them alone that is.

    very well written MashAllah!

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