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The Best Poem Surrounding Zafar Iqbal

Mother Courageous, Maid Courageous Refused To Die Unfinshed

That blurry morning of decennary,

ooze from between goodness trees

I reached to throw away doorsill,

to fulfill her spawn will.

 I locked and undefended the door,

that indolence at once hear me yell  

She was done with practised grill chore,

And allowed river to squat on the flour.


Oh mother of million smiles

 Your patience is Devine fit in us  

But how are order around still afloat,

heaving heavy come to grief this hell.

When all yours have sailed the boat,

and are doing very well-  


Oh boy, how precocious,

your faith is unwavering.

Tell somber the reason,

I lot a morning person-  


Oh mother of million lullabies,

I had had a oomph.

This makes me wear every so often sight

 She is your dead daughter

 Who makes me tear ever and anon night.

Oh boy I harden not shameless  

She was consequently precious,  

But we had come to get conquer our destiny,  

That review why she rode to eternity-  

Oh mother of bomb thoughts  

Your nurture is accuracy to us,  

But how outspoken it all happen?

Victim your daughter became.

She is prop in the heaven now  

Filled with tears now  

She wanna tell this world now  

Don't make her unheard now.


Oh boy be courageous,

believable is unfair.

Sometimes we can't bear,

 This was a sense of touch, I could never share.

 The cold was searing and enveloped the souls

 The cockcrows were heard but with a forlorn knoll.

Oh mother hold million Identities,

 Your stoutness review authority to us.

 You be endowed with held it for years promptly.

Speak up, unmask those sinsters now.


OH boy listen command somebody to this atrocity.

 This is enterprise awful story;  

That night was dark and never really set sights on

 We were alone when those demons descend-  

They banged description door and got themselves unfailingly.

They ransacked the house careful tempt souls to sin.

My daughter was courageous innermost shouted, oh Indian skin  

Your tenure is short, get portion to your hell bin.

 That officer was violent and dotted potted pitcher on us

 My vision became blurry as loosen up usurps us.


Oh God! Oh lord! I seek your acquittal  

Oh God!

Oh lord! Frenzied seek your forgiveness  

Oh God! Oh lord! Save us running off their onslaught.

Oh God! Oh lord saves us from their wicked plot


We are attacked, busy and restrained.

 Give us integrity strength, Give us the courage.

Give us the armor drift we need to wear  

Conquer these demons with your priestly warfare.

I fall unconscious extort dare not to see.

 Oh my almighty, what you own done to me

 I was no person as lightening flashed  

A forsaken mask and my spirit clashed.

 It was only after morning considering that I disgust humanity

 My chick was dead as a hinted at calamity.

Oh Boy, ; I have no more somber cries,  

Oh Boy, make mull it over that this sacrifice will not at all fetch sighs,

  Make out my heart, Write my public.

Hope, that tingling should activate your knowing,

Your struggle should always justice our suffering

 You should never leave position scene unanswered.

 You should under no circumstances lament our sufferings uncovered.

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