Pakistan Movement Poem by Alamgir Hashmi

Part 1 Movement, sure. Millions movingFrom that side to this side,From this side to that side, and back again sometimes,Across the thoughtful movementWherein stood those who were undecided, and suspect,Like border-posts signifying the mid-frontier.The sultry summer-if you know what I mean-behind us.The blistering journeys on foot, the grinding oxcartExpeditions, the slow, steamy railwaysAnd their marauders โ€ฆ Read more