Nisar Nasik was born on February 15, 1943, and died on July 3, 2019, in Rawalpindi. He remained associated with Radio Pakistan and also wrote songs for Pakistan Television.
His collections were published under the names "Mein Choti Samat Ankle" and "Dil Dil Pakistan".
PTV also awarded Nisar Nasik Lifetime Achievement Award for his services. But he spent the last days of his life in poverty and depression. He was ill for a long time. During this time his eyesight was also affected.
Some of his poems. ۔ ۔
Mother, let me also pour Moses into the canal
Child killings have been announced in the city
I am an orphan prince surrounded by conspiracies
Someone is looking for a dagger somewhere here
Even if I got freedom, something like this would happen
Like putting a cage in a courtyard from a room
I am imprisoned in a gang of slave traders
My house has been searching for Murree for many days
The old day dies by giving birth to the new day
The new mustard is gold in the soil of the past years
I was the only character in the paper boat
The burden of my loneliness overwhelmed me
Covering Omar's head for hours
How long will you avoid the sun by leaving your roof?
I fought children playing in the street
Take a peek at the doors under the same pretext
He lost his life in the midst of his thoughts
Still, the picture was bigger than the frame
So acting proudly, that fear was amazing
The grief of the mother of the martyred son was amazing
Circle Relations chain open
There was a link of loyalty flying
Professor Fateh Mohammad Malik explains that Nisar Nasik, an orphan prince, had said this when Zulfiqar Ali Bhutto was assassinated in Sanghar during the Ayub era.
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