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").
The World At This Moment Of Night
The world at this moment of night has turned into a mosque.The world at this moment of night has becomea silent soft mat of prayer.All the movements..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
The Branches Of A Tree In Storm
No control we have and no power.Like the branches of a tree in storm, ourLives are here runIn darkness of the night and in the sun.Only the fools..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
The Ism Of Life
Those who stretched out their chestsLike lions in front of the gunsAre now the kings of highways.Those who died helplesslyJumping into the gape of..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
Poem Of Hatred
When, like cancer, people fear war and deathAs a rat fears a cat;When people detest war and deathLike a dead rotten rat that spreads intolerable bad..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
How Many Lives I Live
How many lives I live!To son-daughters I giveLove, affection, kindness,Teaching, shelter, fine dress.To my bad harmful foesOnly my hatred..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
When She Says
When she says,'Bye! ';All my daysdie;Life losesLightEmbracingNight.
©  Sayeed Abubakar
Top News
They sayI have died. It'sThe top news of the day.You have already readThe top news of the year-I am now dead.Am IReally dead? O friends,Tell, does a..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
The More My Heart Tries
The more my heart triesTo forget you, Dove,The More my heart criesFor your love.
©  Sayeed Abubakar
মুজিবনামা: প্রথম সর্গ
মুজিবনামাএকটি মহাকাব্যসায়ীদ আবুবকরপ্রথম সর্গ‘বাংলার মানুষ মুক্তি চায়; বাংলারমানুষ বাঁচতে চায়; বাংলার মানুষঅধিকার চায়'- বলে সিংহের কণ্ঠেযে-বীর ছাড়লো..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
A Broom's Prayer
Often I have swept the floor, the veranda, the yardAnd all the passages of the house.I don't know whether as dedication or devotionThe rough hand of..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
Last Hope Of Earth
From night to day,Sorrow to peace,Pride to courtesy,Hatred to loveIs our journey.We can't turn back.We can't stop here.Man is crying,Crying..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
Tiger And Deer
I asked him, ‘Tigers devour deer;Why do deer live beside the tigers then? '‘They will live beside the tigers; it is the doctrine.Tigers never jump..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
A Contrast
Look how the sun rises and sets,Earth becomes heaven where man lives;It is man who gets and forgets;It is God who gives and forgives.Roses bloom and..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
Happiness Of Two Souls
Bodies die of getting envious, seeing the happinessOf two souls; the souls seem to lead the flowery lifeOf fairies. Seeing that, bodies spread the..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
I Have Forgotten
I can recognize her if I see again.Only I have forgotten her address.Her sweet face, her blue eyes- I can remember all.Only I have forgotten her..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
Mexico
I love Mexico; it's a land of love.On its green trees nightingale, myna, doveSing songs all months. Its wind is wet alwaysWith fragrance of roses...
©  Sayeed Abubakar
Keep Silent, Dear
The killers are killing--Keep silent, dear.With cold corpses, they are fillingThe beautiful earth--Still make no sound, Dear!Don't talk, don't..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
Two Years And A House-Inmate
Having soaked up her two eyes in tears,The dying year said in a crying tone, 'Dear,Adieu! The bell of my departure has rung.'Listening to her cry..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
Nothing So Important But Love
Meaningless is the song of a cuckooAnd the song of a dove;Nothing is so much importantOn earth but love.Meaningless is the gold of Africa,Diamond and..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
My Village
At the farthest corner of the worldThere is my village small and smart.Birds chirp there, farmers render songs,Flowers sprinkle flavor all the year..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
Last Trap Of Zulaikha
Zulaikha:What a bird you are, o red-billed bird,You do not eat reddish mangoes!By eating which ash, will you exist thenIn this bower of..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
He Says Democracy
He says democracy.The world understands democracy.But I know he means oil.He says justice.The world understands justice.But I know he means..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
Sound Of Love
Every love has its sound;It creates and it breaks.A foil stands like gray houndAgainst it and tragedy makes.But don't worry, a doveSings sweet and..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
More Precious Than Your Love
Since my birthOn this earthI know nothing, o Dove,More precious than your love.Birds' twitterSounds sweeter;But your tone the sweetest;All are good..
©  Sayeed Abubakar
You Only Know
A spring may emerge from a stoneIf it gets such a touch;A spring may turn into a stoneIf it gets such a blow.You only know how to make a springA..
©  Sayeed Abubakar