Parveen Shakir

Parveen Shakir or Parvin Shakir (Urdu: پروین شاکر‎) (24 November 1952 – 26 December 1994) was an Urdu poet, teacher and a civil servant of the Government of Pakistan.

Couplet

 * A raindrop stuck up in my lashes and sank in the eye.
 * Sessions of Sweet, Silent Thought: translated by Mirza A. B. Baig, p.4

The Surveillance

 * Even though the gusts of zephyr knock till eternity on the red stone walls behind the city of flowers, no change will occur. Only that they will tire themselves.
 * Sessions of Sweet, Silent Thought: translated by Mahmudul Hasani, p.4

Keep it in Mind

 * Like the rest of them, will you also examine the white, crystal today in the haze and mist of slimy yesterday? Do what you will but keep it in mind: the sun has also been accused of having necked and cuddled the night.
 * Sessions of Sweet, Silent Thought: translated by Mirza Nehal Ahmad Baig, p. 20

Familiarity

 * When the noisy tide receded from the shore the frozen shiny sands suddenly moved beneath her feer. The girl standing knee-deep in water came to herself and mused: 'How familiar is this moment!'
 * Sessions of Sweet, Silent Thought: translated by Mirza Nehal Ahmad Baig, Poem no. 16,  p. 26