faizyab

faizyab

incarcerated
banished
censored
he walked the walk
soft-spoken
head unbowed
when the pen was snatched
dipped his fingers in blood
and carried on
and we the faizyab
with bruised body and mind
will not let that flame
die out gods-willing

matā-e-lauh-o-qalam chhīn ga.ī to kyā ġham hai ki ḳhūn-e-dil meñ Dubo lī haiñ uñgliyāñ maiñ ne

متاع لوح و قلم چھین گئی تو کیا غم ہے

کہ خون دل میں ڈبو لی ہیں انگلیاں میں نے