What poor conditions can be,
How do they live under
Impoverished circumstances?
I know
What money is
And when you do not have,
How miserable it becomes life,
How strenuous and stressful?
are not happy
to see me
dream of something
that appear
impractical,
impossible,
illogical
in their eyes.
What if a mad man
Like Aristotle
says today
That men will fly
high up in the sky
amidst people
laughing at
and mocking-
and centuries after
We are on the Mars?
Mock at me,
Laugh at me,
Make me
a laughing stock,
Still I don’t care
I shall dare
See dreams
that give my people
a fly, sky high.
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And the dangers that weaken beliefs!
But I’ve grown…
To learn what I’ve known,
And to let go
Of misery
And sorrows
Grieving me.
That may come!
With the sunshine in my eyes,
I can see a different world.
When the clouds have gone away.
And I’ve pulled up my head!
With the sunshine in my eyes,
I can see a different world.
When the clouds have gone away.
And I’ve pulled up my head…
With love that’s much to give!
I know
What it means
When others try…
To see me cry.
But I don’t stop with a heart that drops,
To shatter in pieces,
With feelings defeated…
Like some!
With the sunshine in my eyes,
I can see a different world.
When the clouds have gone away.
And I’ve pulled up my head!
With the sunshine in my eyes,
I can see a different world.
When the clouds have gone away.
And I’ve pulled up my head…
With love that’s much give!
I know
About rocky roads
And the dangers that weaken beliefs!
But I’ve grown…
To learn what I’ve known,
And to let go
Of misery
And sorrows
Grieving me.
That may come!
I know
What it means
When others try…
To see me cry.
But I don’t stop with a heart that drops,
To shatter in pieces,
With feelings defeated…
Like some!
So much more do I have…
To be done!
With my eyes open wide…
My life’s begun!
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That superiority you believe you have,
Over me!
I know…
That has to feel traumatic.
I’m not allowing you to jump ecstatically in the air.
Showing my awareness of limitations I’ve been sold!
I can’t blame my parents for that lack of insight.
They were too busy showing my sisters and me,
How to survive with pride and dignity.
And somehow when you became the topic…
They had nothing to say!
Some lessons aren’t meant to be taught,
To everyone passing over chapters of subservience!
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You have left your abode
For the temple of God
To while away the time
With the dolls.
And to flitter the self away
Oh dear,
Not knowing that playing with heart:
Leads up to endless tears.
So great is the debt
When the eyes meet, |
And the moments smack.
I know,
Why you do not look back.
I know,
Why you do not look back.
When the eyes get lost In the eyes.
And the word slowly dies..
When you are all alone.
In the sanctum of your home
There is collyrium In your bright eyes
And not the tears.
No deceit rings
In the anklets you wear.
As you walk,
I know,
Why you do hot look back
I know,
Why you do not look back,
When no creepers
On your feet roll
As you stroll,
In the wilderness.
You plucked flowers
In sheer absent mindness,
Without hurting your fingers.
Not knowing the truth either
That, with the garlands
The heart also withers.
Not knowing that
Behind a scurrilous mouth,
A loneliness lurks.
I know,
Why you do not look back.
I am conscious
Of your deceitfulness and skill
But you never knew, indeed
That on your cheeks,
There is a hue
Of pomegranate seeds.
Never knew that,
The timid hearts of women,
Like a creeper laden with a bee,
For those untold words and the denials
Shiver in agony.
And as much as the eye wails
The modesty prevails;
I know you coward,
Why your own image
That you unwittingly fear.
Of man, you have known,
And he is a stone
To whom you never bowed.
You have desired
A pair of covetous hands
And bowed to touch the feet,
Not knowing though
A heart becomes a touch-stone
With another touch on it.
I know coward
Why you wander.
I know what is your fear
When the desires of the heart
In the two shores of body whisper.
The fragrance of
A blooming heart
The petals can never thwart.
However much you wish to hide,
It breaks far and wide.
All the secret words
Have gathered in you dear
I know what is your fear.
I know,
Why you cannot say openly:
The nightingale has carried
The message secretly.
The words you wanted to hear,
How did she know of it, oh dear?
The same words
The bride murmured
Gently raising her eyes:
Who knew that in her cruel fingers
Such magic lies.
I know,
Why you cannot say openly.
I know,
Why no ornaments you wear
The flame of agony
Has burnt your flesh Into gold oh dear!
To adorn a doll
Of clay with attire?
Why should gold
Mere gold desire?
Leaving the shores of the body
The mind seeks purity.
The agony of mine, oh dear.
Now adorns your beauty
I know,
Why no ornament you wear.
I know
They will not abide;
The maiden
Who slept in the night
Woke up as a bride.
She swims with the foam
Not really knowing
The oyster’s home.
The pearl you have found
But the shell of the eyes
In the tears got drowned
When the burden
Is too heavy to bear,
The heart also sinks
In utter despair.
Oh unlucky woman!
How shall you make it clear?
[Original: Bhiru; Translation: Syed Mujibul Huq]
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Quarrel and
Hypocrisy.
And I pray
For mercy.
Freedom is
Not necessary
For me.
I want not to
Go anywhere
At this time.
Fire, air,
In all, I discover,
That can destroy me.
Thank you, all pervading,
Still, I am flourishing
I am favored by time.
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I know
You are not a sinner,
I know
You are not one
Who is the lowest of mankind,
I know
You are not bereft of
All intelligence,
I know
You have not taken shelter
Of the demon,
I know
You are truth conscious,
I know
You are interested in truth,
Knowing the truth is
Your primary duty
I know.
And truth is
You are a man,
Humanity is your religion.
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Come on to attain knowledge.
I know
You do not cause distress, men.
Come on with all truth.
Nothing is disturbing men,
Come on and live fearlessly.
Utilize the opportunity
For the service of all,
Grace is there for you, men.
Feel good and proceed ahead
On the path of truth
With love.
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I know
Open and guiltless
Heart here.
I know
Wise seers of
Truth.
I know
How to achieve
Enlightenment.
I know
Entire creation
And light of knowledge.
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You are unhappy I know
Because you are not with
Other people.
You are feeling sad dear men,
The situation and the time is bad
Just wait for a moment and
Think yourself what is wrong
And where it is and how to
Find it out.
You are near your own people dear men
Think not you are far from all
No reason to feel lonesome.
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A man is very very different
From what we see and how he
Behaves and feels and
Utter words and
All differ from
What he really is.
Is a man in a state of disorder?
To ask anything is really
Morally wrong.
I know a man
A liar
And always disappointed.
A man can kill himself
And kill God within
And shamefully can declared
No more God.
Really one may like it or not
But I am going to say
About strong taste of manliness.
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too busted up to be pretty,
hard headed, opinionated…
headstrong and stubborn.
i fall down a lot,
but i get back up.
keep on walking,
eyes set hard on the goal.
passionate, a little crazy,
sensuous, starving, touching,
daring the forbidden.
folllowing the sound of the flute…
and the footsteps of the Lover.
maddened with desire,
soft hearted,
yet demanding justice!
ready to risk it all at any time…
compassionate, driven…
listening, always listening…
sometimes blinded,
and prone to mistakes…
a hard man to love,
an old man
still feeding the fire!
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this assertion,
And like the thunderous applause!
But i am Neena in the land of your muse;
For you were spotted and adored with the muse of love.
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erotic feeling
lies hidden
behind the curtains
of lust on bed.
And may be
it would be
the secret
behind your
so many attempts
to commit
a suicidal act
almost every quarter
of the years
of your conjugal life.