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I know not why my heart wishes to adore,
Those who dive deep and bring ashore,
Gems, pearls and the beads of thoughts,
And distribute the stones door to door.

Hi! I am Muhammad Shanazar from Pakistan, a published poet, I started writing poetry in late nineties, up till now I have been bestowed several honours and awards, I have used poetry as a medium of instruction, education of science and technology has made the modern men robots: men and women devoid of sentiments like love and patience that is why when a missile falls upon the people, at the one end it raises cries and on the other it raises laughter; I often ponder where the humanity is being led to, what we want to make the world; if war is not solution of the conflicts why it is time and again used to resolve the issues. Certainly the prevailing situation of the world might be only rectified when good men and women are supplied to the world and this function can only be performed by poetry and other genres of literature, I don't like a conventional figure negate science and technology but I am of the opinion that there must be equilibrium, we should go ahead moderately if we want to make the world, a safe and secure place, for the descending generations, discarding all man-made barriers, we must think for the collective interest of mankind; if you agree to my point of view, it is time to give a direction to your poetry and other genres of literature to beautify the world, let us pick thorns and cultivate roses. Love and peace for all.

Muhammad Shanazar
shanazar@hotmail.com

My Poetry

  • My strength was suspended, / Mind and heart were muffled / As if wrapped in the mist of bafflement. / I felt my carnal existence / Thawing like a burning candle, / Eyes shedding warm drops of tears; / And I found myself standing / In the d
    107 words, December 31, 2009
  • This piece of composition is in the praise of Barack Hussain Obama newly elected president of U.S.A.; the present time calls forth Barack Hussain Obama for greater courage and precision to face the challenges to fetch out humanity from the quagmire of con
    259 words, 1 comment, January 22, 2009
  • The world is in the shadow of nuclear war / Our own neighbor chatters to use the nuclear devices / As if a thing common or a child’s
    337 words, 1 comment, December 27, 2008

My other items

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  • Barack Hussain Obama (An Acrostic Panegyric) at allpoetry
    This piece of composition is in the praise of Barack Hussain Obama newly elected president of U.S.A.; the present time calls forth Barack Hussain Obama for greater courage and precision to face the challenges to fetch out hum
  • A Cry From Kabul at allpoetry
    (Written During The American Attacks On Afghanistan From The Arabian Sea) / / O! The heartless callous warriors, / The children of the crowning age, / You do not see the havoc, / For you stand at the distant sp
  • On Bidding Farewell at allpoetry
    When there is no one around me,
    I peep out through the window,

Guest Book

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  • NoEscapingTheWall : Greetings on May 22, 2009
    Hm...

    I read over your profile, and must say I am in profound agreement. Technology, even over the course of history, has been defined by convenience. Which is an interesting aspect of humanity, because we are the only species that evolves the world around us, rather than ourselves around the world. We call technology man-made because men made it, but if you really think about it, the materials were, at some point, produced naturally. The keyboard I'm typing on may have been created by man, but ultimately was at some point created naturally, and synthesized and manufactured into a keyboard. Even the electricity it runs on, and the copper wires that carry that electricity, were also created naturally.

    But I digress. It seems that the convenience of technology has shortened our attention spans. I couldn't count the number of people I've seen on the Internet, and even on cell phones, whose written language is reduced to: "hi how r u? im gud thx." Which, in my eyes, is a travesty to say the least. The English language can be a beautiful thing if used to its proper extent. I think that it's not so much that people have lost feeling, it's they've lost the ability to convey their feeling, thereby losing sense of what the feeling is in the first place. That kind of "Text language", as I've come to call it, really reminds me of George Orwell's Newspeak. It is the total and complete stripping down of language to nothing but the bare essentials to convey a specific thought. And in 1984, the book, Newspeak was enforced by the government as a method of reducing thought and feeling in the populace. So it saddens me when people refuse to use English as it was meant to be used; it's as if we are enforcing Newspeak upon ourselves out of what I would assume to be either apathy or just plain laziness.

    The bottom line is: no matter how convenient technology makes our lives become, language is the most important thing we have. And not even on a cognitive level, as you said, there are feelings involved as well.

    To me, in the shortest and simplest words I can think of, writing (as in poetry, literature, etc., not as much non-fiction), is the exchange of a person's soul. When I read a work of writing by you, or by anybody else, I am reading a piece of that person. All writing is is a medium for "building the bridge", so to speak. In that light, I think the purpose of writing is to produce understanding and empathy. Even if I read something of yours and can't relate directly to a similar past experience, I can put myself in your shoes and imagine what it would feel to be that way. It was once said to me that writers were the unknown saviors of the world.. that are slowly being ignored more and more in today's day and age.

    But I feel I've rambled on more than you would have liked to hear in the first place, so I bid you a good day. And feel free to talk to me any time you like.

    -Wall
  • beautifulcalamity on April 15, 2008
    nice to "meet" you
  • Papyrus : Suit N' Tie, Always on February 4, 2008
    Mr. Shanazar,

    i love your new picture!

    dashing!

    Pap

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Comments

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  • on Lost Faith in Humanity by flaquita, on June 19, 2009

    Pathetic

    The poem depicts a sad picture of life, the poetess is too sensitive.
    Nice piece
    Shanazar

  • on Women by Ludmila607, on February 17, 2009

    Different States of Women

    A nice poem depicting different states of women, but still neglected in different parts of the world.

    I pay homage to the deities,
    Great, grand and reverened
    Who pass away unknown,
    Leaving behind their fragrance,
    And fruit of struggle to the posterity.

    Muhammad Shanazar