Hafsah Faquih  
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13 SEP 2020 AT 17:01

لبوں پر آنے سے پہلے ختم ہوتا تو کیا ہوتا
یہ قصّہ صدیوں پہلے ہی رقم ہوتا تو کیا ہوتا

بکھرتی نرگسوں کے غم میں ہے خاموش یہ دنیا
اگر آدم کے بیٹوں پر ستم ہوتا تو کیا ہوتا

لیے ڈوبی اس آنگن کو ہے دیکھو مرد سالاری
میری امّا کے ہاتھو میں قلم ہوتا تو کیا ہوتا

ہیں دنیا بھر میں غمگینی ادب کے پاسداروں سے
نہ وہ ہوتے نہ ہم ہورے جو غم ہوتا تو کیا ہوتا

فروزاں شمّع سا روشن ملا محبوب ہے ابکہ
دوالی کے دیے جیسا صنم ہوتا تو کیا ہوتا

اگر غیروں کی بیزاری پہ خوں یہ کود پڑتا ہے
میرا گھر تیری ظلمت کا حرم ہوتا تو کیا ہوتا

غزل بن جاتی ہے پیچیدہ لفظوں کو ملا کر کے
میری جاں تجھ سا میرا بھی بھرم ہوتا تو کیا ہوتا

۔حفصہ فقیہ

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11 APR 2020 AT 6:06

a warrior’s blood on a battlefield,
bound, yet free
dark, yet pleasant
frightful, yet appealing
fallen, yet alive.

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9 JAN 2020 AT 20:21

Who, if not I, shall speak when the lights go off,
When the doors of courage are shut,
And when our mothers unveil their scars;

When the angst of my past matches yours,
When we know in hours of peace a song must be sung,
And when our fathers rob our poems to gift them to their sons;

Who, if not us, will scream to awaken dreams of the dead
When the land burns our passion, and the skies are dry,
When swords must be raised, while our chests are being slit in two;

Who, if not us, shall bring out our pens and mark tyrants in red till the soil soaks our sweat and their skins are bare of bones;

Who, if not you, shall recite to me of faith, when I run my feet to dust;

And who, if not I,
Shall invite you to write of freedom, before it departs.

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4 DEC 2019 AT 21:07

The rocks of sanity break open
And a scream erupts out, every fallen dusk.
The gaps between sighs
and pauses after,
Embrace a herd of folly.

An ending distance follows another
A silence forever remains:
To stand is to resist, to run, bigotry.

Barrens must be entered, every rousing dawn
To fill in the open cracks
And to seal voices for the nonce
Till skies are tinted purple
Again.

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25 NOV 2019 AT 0:51

Nights are a dreadful pit and days, mere a hungover extension of it.

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12 NOV 2019 AT 20:14

I’m a corpse entangled around a soul unsure of its being;
I’m a chaotic silence filling empty coffee cups, sip after another in search of a muse;
I’m a trapped piece of blindfolded words, struggling to escape cages of sanity, and run towards whatever their fates might be.
When I’m not able to write, I’m a box full of all the possible shades of melancholy and bliss embracing each other, to fall together on empty canvases.
When I’m not able to write, I’m a chained prisoner of a paradoxical restlessness that sucks out the calm in me.

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1 OCT 2019 AT 21:25

! Perfectly roasted, grounded and brewed in the most loved manner. You’re not everyone’s fascination, but the ones that devour your relationship with all the ingredients involved, are yours to keep. You cannot please every soul with this versatile imperfection of yours, this brave pinch of bitterness that makes you who you are; the hatred for extra flavours and the love for ornamentation aren’t an equal layer of desire. You’ll be admired by the right ones, hold on till their taste buds know your worth.
Because you, are worth it. 🌻

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1 OCT 2019 AT 21:13

तुम्हारे लौट आने से
मुझे नग़मे सुनाने से
बहक कर इश्क़ जताने से
मुझे हमदम बुलाने से
उदासी कम नहीं होती
मोहब्बत के जताने से।

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26 JUN 2019 AT 2:46

किश्तों में उड़ना चाहते हैं;
राह हमारी धरती है
हम अम्बर छूना चाहते हैं।

वो बात अलग, जज़्बात अलग
जब दीप भँवर में बुझता है,
वो वक़्त अलग संसार अलग
जब ख़्वाब तराने बुनता है।

हम अपने मन के क़ैदी
घूठ भरम का पीते हैं,
वो सत्य अलग, यह राज अलग
हम आँख मूँद कर जीते है।

हम अपने मन के क़ैदी
किश्तों में उड़ना चाहते हैं,
वक़्त हमारा अनिश्चित
हम समय बदलना चाहते हैं।

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11 APR 2019 AT 6:39

That moment when you suddenly feel hope travelling through all your veins and making you witness your soul in a serene position of belief, A belief in what you haven’t seen, and what you fear to look at, a belief that all that is gone, wasn’t worth keeping, and all that would come, is worth awaiting;
That, my love, is the moment you awaken your trust in destiny, when all the doors are shut, and you’ve no path to be scared of walking on;
You know, in this very moment, that you’ve connected yourself to the divine.
-Maktub

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