Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
Living Eternally
Snakes are hissing,Sharks gaping their mouths,Lions roaringAnd slave-owners setting their traps;Where will you flee?Life is not safe into caves.Life..
© Sayeed Abubakar
It Is Raining So Rough
It is raining so rough.The leaves of treesAre shedding tears. My heart has got soaked inPain. Where are you, my sweet bird? Where, in whichForest..
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I Fear Him
I fear him who has no fear in his heart;I fear him whose eyes are dry like desert.I fear him who only laughs, does not cry;I fear him whose heart..
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The Unsatisfied Artisan
This chopper cannot cut well;Its every blow comes back to itself.This knife is very blunt;While going to dress a fish,Even a living fishGets torn..
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Completely Beautiful
Your beauty spreads from village to village;O Girl, Illusive-palace, the peace-abode,Come here and stand silently near this poet;Opening your veil..
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Rain In Spring
Rain came without any signal;All the song-birds stopped singingAnd took shelter under big leaves.All became silent.Only the Rain started singing.No..
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Why My Mind Cries
Why my mind cries, mind does not know;This way many had cried before;I hear how fast waves of time goLeaving me alone on the shore.After many years..
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My Kids Ask Me
My kids ask me, 'O dad,Why don't we have home?Why do we, like gypsies,From place to place roam?See, birds fly; before nightThey come back in..
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Give And Don't Give
Give me pain;I will give you poem in return.Give me storm;I will raise buildingsOn its devastation.Give me desert;I will make an eye-cooled..
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Each Day Comes
Each day comes to push usTo the door of the Past;After the day, nothingRemains but the darkness.Like Homer or John KeatsWe will be mere the Past;Men..
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You Are My Food And Water
My hunger to see you will never comeTo an end. My thirst to see you will notCome to an end ever.We get hungry and rush to food to fillThe stomach...
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Flowers And Men
Flowers are of many colors and kinds;Men are same too. We love foxglove, tulip,Lily and rose because they are flowers.Why can't we love then all men..
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Talk Less
If you talk and your talk does not sound sweetLike the songs of birds, remain silent then.If you talk and your talk does not smell sweetLike the..
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Still Some People
Still here are some peoplewho love the darkness of nightsand love to go back to villageswith their wives and children.At least at the departure of..
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Apu's Letter To Durga Didi
At last, you too, O Didi, have eatenThe fruit of the forbidden tree!Those who eat its fruit are thrown away by GodFrom the garden of Eden into the..
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My Two Eyes
My two eyes seem deadLike the rivers of Bangladesh.There is no sign of water now.But within my heartThere flows a sweet riverDark and deep;There..
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My Heart
My heart, shouting aloud like an ass,Doesn't let me sleep at night.When I close my eyes,It hurts me by throwing its legs.If I forbid to stop,It..
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A Pure Slave
Often I swear, I won'tLet her enter my heart!Breaking down that resolve,My foolish phone reaches her every day.Those who love lament laying down..
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O The Cowboy
One hundred years ago, where had you been?When your mother was a little girlWho was growing like a pine tree,Could anybody imagine then a big man..
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Seller
Illiterate and impious is heWho lives on selling nut;And his brother runs his familyBy selling Jhal-Muri*.But you, o the bull of religion,Live on..
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God (Poem By Kazi Nazrul Islam)
O brother, who are youscouring the sky and the earthfor the Lord of the world?Who are youwandering through the wildernessand ascending the..
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Suu Kyi
I cultivated roses in my garden;I thought I would offer you a garland.But when the flowers heard your name,they all fell off in shame like dead..
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Modern War
What a death, where there is no cry,Only dumb fear;Eyes become stone, sandy and dryAnd don't shed tear!Silently die, not one, many,Utter no words;If..
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Sayeed Day
No Valentine ever did love like me;Who where loved his beloved from so farAs I love you, Lorena? If you seeAnyone in whole world, I'm a liar.No..
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Mother
Like medicine in pain,Like cool water in thirstAnd like pleasure in gain,Mother, you were to me,Though I could not at firstRealize it. Now I seeMy..
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