In the literary history of Balochi language and culture, the name of Majeed Ajez shines with dignity, sorrow, and resistance. He was not merely a poet, but a voice of his people, a guardian of emotions, and a torchbearer of Baloch identity. His poetry carried the pain of the land, the silence of broken hearts, and the deep love for his homeland, Balochistan.
Majeed belonged to those rare poets whose words were not written only with ink, but with suffering. His verses reflected the wounds of his society. The grief of separation, the injustice faced by his people, and the silent tears of mothers were all present in his poetry. He transformed personal pain into collective expression. Through his poetic style, he gave strength to the oppressed and hope to the hopeless.
He never limited himself to romantic imagination alone; instead, he connected poetry with reality. His words spoke of exile, resistance, dignity, and sacrifice. Even when he expressed sorrow, it was the dignified sorrow. Even when he mentioned loss, it was filled with courage. His poetry reminded people that silence is not always weakness — sometimes it is a storm waiting to rise.
In one of his powerful poetic expressions, he writes about the temporary nature of the world and the painful realization that life changes quickly. His message carries wisdom: the world may not value a person while they are alive, but after their departure, the same world remembers them deeply when they leave forever. This reflection shows his awareness of human nature and social hypocrisy.
Majeed Ajez remained connected to his roots. He did not distance himself from his land or his people. Rather, he stood with them in their difficult times. Through his poetry, he raised awareness about Baloch identity, cultural pride, and the emotional struggles of his nation. His voice became the echo of mountains, deserts, and villages of Balochistan.
Majeed’s untimely demise is not only the loss of a poet but of a sensitive soul who understood the pain of his people. His absence created a silence in Balochi literature, yet his words continue to live. True poets never die; they live through their verses, in the hearts of readers, and in the memory of their land.
Today, remembering Majeed Ajez is not just an act of tribute — it is a reminder of responsibility. It is a reminder to preserve our language, to respect our poets, and to continue raising voices for truth and dignity.
May his soul rest in eternal peace, and may his poetry continue to inspire generations to come.
