Short Pakistan Poems

Short Pakistan Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Pakistan by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Pakistan by length and keyword.


Taliban Murderers In Pakistan

Why do I hope 
there is a Hell,
while wishing 
to escape its 
clutches myself?
Because I want 
there to be a
special Hell 
for those who
kill children.
© Jim Tidd  Create an image from this poem.


Cow Entered


A Cow Entered Politics,
Retired as a Buffalo.

A Cow Entered Pakistan,
Ended up Cooked.

A Cow Entered America,
Her Visa Revoked.

A Cow Entered North Korea,
Kim Jong-un Drank all the Milk.

Where I Live

I live where reaching home safely for girls is a great success.

___________________________________________________
Pakistan, the country where crime happens very often.

Sponsored by: Silent One
Date - 4th October 2016

Premium Member Desertion

There once was a fellow lived in Pakistan Who married a woman from Afghanistan She refused the veil He said "what the hell?" And went off to join up with the Taliban.
written July 28, 2021
Form: Limerick

Victim Blaming

Oppressed and suppressed
Facing hate speech
Rude snarky remarks
Unsympathetic sympathies
Bully laughs
Bizarre comments
Negative feedback.
Note.Victim Blaming is common in Pakistan.
Stop meddling and mind your own business.


The Pakistan Army

The Pakistan Army
Pride of nation
Brave and tough
One of the best and rough
Armed with faith and courage
Eagles ready to take off and lions ready to pounce
Ready to sacrifice and ready to respond
A bundle of thanks to Paki James Bond.

Release Me

Let me breathe fresh air
Let me fly like a bird
Let me flow like a river
Let me move like a wave
Let me bloom like a flower
Let me glow like a firefly
Freedom is what I want
Release Me..
If Slavery is not wrong nothing is wrong.
Abraham Lincoln.
© Ace Abad  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member What the Duck

How can this happen, this outrageous political screw up Omar Khadr was born in Canada, apparently a normal buck The family moved to Pakistan Since, he's been a marked man Involved in terrorism, now inheriting millions, what the duck?
sad
Form: Limerick

Zin

Pakistan is weeping now
weeping Burmese burnt dreams
weeping Cubans in Darfur
weeping Venezuelans
North Korea is weeping still
weeping Iranian uranium dream
weeping Chinese in Tibet
weeping Russians
the world wails
	    waning
and We sleep to dream

Joker

Here is another JOKER with head in sand and crystal ball in hand..
Do not want to tell the truth only interested in telling JOKES..
Pakistan needs JOKERS LIKE you to lead national team of JOKERS..
Note.Who saw peacock dance in the jungle why you wanna dungle??
Form: Bio

A Free Bird

A free Bird 
Let me go, let me fly
Clouds are calling me and so does the sky
I want to soar to new heights
I want to explore the wind
I want to touch the sky
Let me go, let me fly
Clouds are calling me and so does the sky
Abad Ur Rehman Khan Poet Of Pakistan

Garbage

An orange and tan 
orangutan
with origins
that span
to Pakistan
orates flimflam
o'er an ornate
garbage can
ordained an oracle
by an ordered clan
to plant a plan
for their ordure
that ornaments
said garbage can
the ornery orangutan orotundly
upon does scan

Political Circus

Stakeholders" cartels, oligarchs are beneficiaries of corruption.
The people and the institutions are occupied with their interests.
Corruption is the main cause of the economic wrack and ruin.
Honest people end up on the gallows.
In Pakistan Honesty is the worst Policy.

Premium Member Unsundering-Silence of the Sorcerous

O gilded tongue, I dare not speak, your eyes my ruin flash
Seek not the curse, doth silence scream, beg mercy, your agash





Agash is a game played by the Pashtuns in Pakistan
Unsundering is a magical battle fought in the 24th
century by followers of this belief. (thanks Charles!)

08/12/12
Form: Couplet

Peace

Peace 
please please I want peace 
I don't like the beast who teases 

I don't like to fight with others
so please don't fight with your sisters and brothers 

I really want to bring some peace 
so that people after me can have some truce 

peace is good to
tell me if you understood
Form: Rhyme

Katrina and Quake

Sunlight through watchglass converge at a point
Great nations through  natural  disasters unite
Katrina in U.S.or quake in pakistan
Its nature plan to make us more strong
the load of those who died
is on our shoulders who left behind
though hurt we not feel defeat
world will see us again stand on our feet
© Ijaz Ahmad  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

My Son

some laypersons deceive only
useless poetry prose.

I own him as my son who knows
rhyme in life he goes

who loves sis and bro and parent.
and before Him bows

who is always caring for those
who live like a rose

Dr Zik
Jhelum Pakistan
July 01, 2024
I like this rhyme written in Zikelite poetic form
© Dr Zik  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Down the Drain

Taliban knocking on doors in Afghanistan
   Trouble brewing in Pakistan

China hints at attacking Taiwan
   Dare we hope Taiwan can hang on 

All the while Mr. Kim launches rockets
   North Koreans suffer, so he has deep pockets

While we are tied up with Ukraine
   The rest of the world goes down the drain
Form: Couplet

Aswer Me Why

Oyee tun ki rola paya ay,
Palu gashti da bacha ay,
Palu de Ma taxi ay,
Palu de Ma kanjri ay,
Tun keray kothay tay vaikhi ay?
Jawab day aswer me??
Tun Pakistan de har taxi nu aik lakh 
rupiya mahina dena shoru kar day
Koi ve taxi dobara galat kam nahi
karay ge.
Note.Tableeg karni asaan ay
Pesay kharachnay mushkil!!
Form: List

Civics 101

I once loved a man
from Pakistan
He wasn't and I'm not
what you may think
He was beautiful
gifted and humble
taught me things
his skin
dark
kinda forbidden
mouth
we talked and he liked my diction
I was very young
he could have been an addiction
he went home
I wonder about him
my first lust 
my first civic's class
Form: ABC

A Message From An Atheist of Pakistan

A Message From An Atheist Of Pakistan
            Angels are real, and ghosts are fake, 
       They live in heaven,they drink milkshakes, 
         We are dying and they are eating cake, 
    Enough is enough don't push us for god's sake, 
    We are peaceful but we also know how to break.
             Written By Abad Ur Rehman Khan
Form: Couplet

Message For My Teachers

When I will die
Burry me deep
Ten feet down ; fast 
asleep
Place my Math book on 
my chest
Tell my teachers that ; I 
am at rest
Place my Pakistan Studies 
book on my head
Tell my teachers that I'm 
dead
Tell them I was studying 
in the 
grave
Inform them I tried my 
best
But tell them not to cry
For they are ones who 
made me 
die

A Saint

Beautiful Short Poem A Saint By ARK
O saint o star let yourself shine
Don't look for praises yourself alone in fine
Assist seekers don't ignore their needs
You must become a beacon full of good deeds
Be a beacon of hope for seekers
Clear your conscience and become one of them who are keepers.
                 Abad Ur Rehman Khan Poet Of Pakistan
Form: Couplet

Selectively

I have no doubt that is a D-flat, he insists,
No, no, that is a C-sharp, she persists.

It is okay having a nuclear U.S. and Russia
but definitely not North Korea.

The world can live with a nuclear Pakistan
but obviously not Iran.

A rigid set of standards is applied to some
while exceptions are given to the other ones.

No wonder the world is such a mess!
Form: Couplet

Vladimir Putin

Pakistan is a cemetery..
When a Pakistani becomes rich
his bank accounts are in switzerland..
He invests in Dubai..
He consumes chinese..
He prays in Rome..
He travels to london for medical treatment..
His children study in europe..
If he die he will be buried in his native country..
Pakistan is just a cemetery for Pakistanis...
How could a cemetery be developed???
Form: Narrative

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