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").
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..
© Sayeed Abubakar
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..
© Sayeed Abubakar
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..
© Sayeed Abubakar
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..
© Sayeed Abubakar
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..
© Sayeed Abubakar
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..
© Sayeed Abubakar
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..
© Sayeed Abubakar
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..
© Sayeed Abubakar
I Am Into Your Heart
You say I am into your heart;And sitting on its boughIn your sleep and waking, I startSinging sweet love-song now;And then you ask me, how?You ask me..
© Sayeed Abubakar
Kapatakkha River (Poem By Michael Modhusudan Dutt)
Always, o river, you peep in my mind.Always I think you in this loneliness.Always I soothe my ears with the murmurOf your waters in illusion, the..
© Sayeed Abubakar
Mad Series
Mad: 1He was angling fish sitting on the high way,Frequently making the hook danceAnd all on a sudden, pulling the fishing rodSo forcefully that it..
© Sayeed Abubakar
Our Knowledge
What will happen in our lives tomorrow-We do not know.We cannot sayWhat will happen after one hour today.
© Sayeed Abubakar
I Am Tired Of Seeing
I am tired of seeing the beautiful earthGetting damaged by those beasts who look likeMen too. All the thrones have been occupiedBy those everywhere..
© Sayeed Abubakar
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..
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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..
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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..
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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..
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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..
© Sayeed Abubakar
Women
Women who are like vegetablesAre found here and there.Women who are like fishWalk swinging their waists;Fishermen taking fishing nets in their..
© Sayeed Abubakar