Pakistani poetry is a diverse blend of cultural influences, traditions, languages, and themes that reflect the country’s complex history and vibrant society. It is characterized by its versatility, with poets writing in Urdu, Punjabi, Sindhi, Pashto, Balochi, and English, each language lending its unique flavor.
One of the key figures in Pakistani poetry is Allama Iqbal, a philosopher-poet who wrote in both Persian and Urdu. Faiz Ahmed Faiz is another iconic figure, known for his revolutionary poetry that was simultaneously filled with romantic and political themes.
‘Tissue’ by Imtiaz Dharker is a beautifully thoughtful poem about the power paper has in human lives and how, by understanding it, one can also understand humanity.
Paper that lets the light
shine through, this
is what could alter things.
In ‘For Your Lanes, My Country,’ Faiz Ahmad Faiz passionately addresses the social and political struggles of Pakistan through powerful imagery and metaphors, urging its people towards a more just and equal society.
For your lanes, my country,
I can sacrifice all I have
But the custom these days is
No one walks with head held high.
‘Decomposition’ is written by the Pakistani-American poet Zulfikar Ghose. This poem centers on a photograph of an old beggar sleeping on the pavement and contrasts artistic composition with physical decomposition.
I have a picture I took in Bombay
of a beggar asleep on the pavement:
grey-haired, wearing shorts and a dirty shirt,
his shadow thrown aside like a blanket.
‘A Century Later’ reflects on the modern ways violent oppression tries to use terror as a form of control and the defiance with which the young women fearlessly oppose it.
The school-bell is a call to battle,
every step to class, a step into the firing-line.
Here is the target, fine skin at the temple,
cheek still rounded from being fifteen.
‘An Unknown Girl’ by Moniza Alvi depicts the poet’s intense connection with her native culture through an unknown girl in an Indian bazaar.
I’ll lean across a country
With my hands outstretched
Longing for the unknown girl
In the neon bazaar.
‘Blessing’ by Imtiaz Dharker is about the importance of water in people’s lives. It uses imagery to depict how cricital this element is to survival.
The skin cracks like a pod.
There never is enough water.
‘Pretty Ugly’ by Abdullah Shoaib cleverly explores the ups and downs of self-worth, body image, and confidence. The poem is meant to inspire readers to love themselves for who they are.
I'm very ugly
So don't try to convince me that
I am a very beautiful person
‘Can Someone Bring Me My Entire Self’ muses on identity and belonging, resonating with the dislocation and longing of diaspora.
‘Honour Killing’ by Imtiaz Dharker is a poem about the fight for freedom.The freedom of being able to express oneself.
At last I'm taking off this coat,
this black coat of a country
that I swore for years was mine,
that I wore more out of habit
Kishwar Naheed’s ‘I am not that Woman’ rejects objectification, urging empowerment and respect for women across cultures.
I am not that woman
Selling you socks and shoes!
Remember me, I am the one you hid
In your walls of stone, while you roamed
‘In Wales, wanting to be Italian’ captures the universal longing for a different life, identity exploration, and the dreams of youth.
What is it called? Being sixteen
in Wales, longing to be Italian,
to be able to say aloud,
without embarrassment, Bella! Bella!
‘Karachi’ by Toufiq Rafat describes the natural forces that besiege the city of Karachi and the ongoing fight for survival that occurs within it.
‘Living Space’ reveals the strength in fragility, transforming a dilapidated home into a symbol of enduring hope.
There are just not enough
straight lines. That
is the problem.
Nothing is flat
‘Presents from My Aunts in Pakistan’ navigates a girl’s bicultural identity, reflecting on gifts from Pakistan that evoke longing.
They sent me a salwar kameez
peacock-blue,
and another
glistening like an orange split open,
‘The Right Word’ explores how labels shape perception, urging empathy over judgment by revealing our shared humanity.
Outside the door,
lurking in the shadows,
is a terrorist.