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").
Life Is Beautiful
Life is so beautifulBecause you are with me;Wind blows so sweet and cool,Waves dance on heart of sea.The sun rises with glee,Your face blooms like..
© Sayeed Abubakar
I Feel Sad
I feel sad when I see,We men are not still free;Religion still runs ruleOver all human fools;Still the earth is not ours,Many blind wild powersIts..
© Sayeed Abubakar
The Game Of Pleasure
In the forests of only cuckoos and flowers;In the fields of only crops;In the sky of only the full grown moonAnd the luster of its silent beauty;In..
© Sayeed Abubakar
Darkness
Darkness like Halagu Khan is runningTaking sword in hand;Light is fleeing raising its tail.The decorated dream-city will lose itsElectricity for..
© Sayeed Abubakar
Where We Will Go
So many deaths, so many corpses,So much havoc and so much ruins everywhere-Perhaps walking upon them,We may reach the main gate of our dream,After..
© Sayeed Abubakar
Paper Flowers
PREFACEImmortal and undecaying these poems, I know, shall die one day; one day all fame and immortality shall fall flat among the debris. The..
© Sayeed Abubakar
Heart
Once my Being said to me,'This tongue is so vulgar!Day and night it chatters untiring;What's the way to silence it? 'I said, 'Why, keep a pebble into..
© Sayeed Abubakar
A Song-Bird
When a song-birdGets tiredOf singing, it does notRemain a song-bird any more.Therefore,Twenty four hours I sing,I have been singing and will continue..
© Sayeed Abubakar
I Sigh For You
I sigh for you, Lorena, day and nightAs a blind man sighs every day for light,As a mother sighs for her lost daughterAnd falling on soil, a fish for..
© Sayeed Abubakar
Full Man
1.You love your children-A good mother;You love your husband-A good wife;You love your family-A good homemaker;You love your country-A good..
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Women
Women who are like vegetablesAre found here and there.Women who are like fishWalk swinging their waists;Fishermen taking fishing nets in their..
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Sleep
When the enemies surrounded their homes,Their guns were sleeping tightPouring oil into their noses.When their mothers, sisters, wives and..
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Hero
The play has reached its climax.The spectators are getting frightened.O hero, it is high timeYou came to kill the villains.It is high timeYou rescued..
© Sayeed Abubakar
My Sorrow
My sorrow-Once I knew you.My sorrow-Now I do not know you.My sorrow-Once I loved you.My sorrow-Now I do not love you.
© Sayeed Abubakar
Goodbye
If today becomes the last dayAnd if I dieBefore I sayGoodbye,Forgive me then,Children.Forgive, o Sun.Forgive, o Moon.I could not understandI have to..
© Sayeed Abubakar
Something Secret
Love is something secret-you know, I know.It does not letme goone inch far from you.It is beautiful but it has no hue.
© Sayeed Abubakar
Love
Love, an atom,Destroys our life.Love, a poison,Carries our death.Love, a storm,Uproots our peace.Yet I am readyTo die for love.What a tragedy,I die..
© Sayeed Abubakar
War Is Life
I can go to battle with thoseWho are against hunger,Who are against death,Who take arms against the invaders.Wild boars are destroying all the crops..
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What's Life
What's lifeIf no struggle and gain?What's loveIf no pleasure and pain?Existing like the deadLying on the bedOf soilWill spoilThe goal of life, o..
© Sayeed Abubakar
Losing And Having
Losing you, I look for you here and there.Having you, I lose you again and again.
© Sayeed Abubakar
My Earth Moves
My earth moves round my three kids round the clock.I need no new stars more; they are my all.No stream is so much sweet as their voice is;No..
© Sayeed Abubakar
Two Dead Rivers
What is life if there is no sorrow?What is life if there is no cry?Sayeed, your two eyes seem to beTwo dead rivers, for the eyes aren'tDeluded with..
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The Hand Of A Jew
Thinking him a man, I stretched outMy right hand towards him.As soon as I kept my hand on his hand,My hand got wet with a horrid smell.After then..
© Sayeed Abubakar
The Last White Pigeon Of Peace
Going to slaughter Death like a bullFelling it on the groundBinding tightly its four legs,We have made our earth full of deaths more.Going to uproot..
© Sayeed Abubakar