Feeling Pain
Mahbub
Why do I feel pain in my heart?
The reason is why I take the drugs
Often go out in the open green fields with shady large trees
Soften my eyes, soothe my heart and mind
Feel drowsy the whole –
Can’t stay any more
Come back to me
Come back to my resort
Why do I feel pain in my heart?
Can it be exposed exactly
So far as it to say the loss of you
Threw me to the dark where I float and fly
The turning of the youth
Spent like the storm nothing left to see
I find and mind and mind
Flooded with the load ——-.
Reeds Are Burning
Reeds are burning in the forest
Animals running to and fro
All the eyes open to see the blank
The smoky world
Nothing to say but mourn
The sound of cry touches too much
“Oh, all lost! How can we live!
What should we do?”
Water doesn’t act here, vapors soundless to the sky
Fire is not only fire
A roaring sound of death
Soon powerfully spread
The touch of fire
Hit one after another opening the window
How can the speech be prevailed?
Aborigines
They are aborigines burned in the sun and wet in the rain
Black in color but white the heart, profound love
Joy in the blooming face of smile
We three friends started for the place they live
Once a remote area unknown to all
It was very hard to reach them
To get in touch of them
They lived on cultivation, now living on the same
No greed in mind, no jealousy or envy,
Nothing to demand, no frustration, no quarrelling
Busy with work the whole day this or that
And enjoy themselves in their own simple world
In various types of religious and cultural festivals
Some of them have been converted to Christianity
And made the Church to pray to God
Some as before they believed in gods or goddesses
In this way they made the life peaceful and tranquil
When they spoke their language we enjoyed a lot
The are aborigines like the silence of the land
Where crops are grown and trees spreading the shade
Rolls the heart with the breeze of the cloudy shy.
To My Sweet Baby
This way you grow up
My baby, I cuddle you, take you in my lap
I kiss your tender chin; wander with you here and there
I love you, my heart and my sweet baby
This day will take you from child to young,
From young to a woman
I see your old face when I will not be here before you
And find my mother in you, o my sweet baby
All my love and affection will remind me in you
I must have all my Good Wishes to you
For ever and for ever
A modest and ideal citizen of the world, I pray for you
All the people who will be in touch of you
Get relief from your tender voice and bounty of heart
I must leave the place for you and
Pave the way to flourish the tree in its own fantastic place.
In The Middle Of Conflict
In the middle of conflict
A boy standing still chews the tender leaves of the neem tree
Comes from a remote village to cope with the new environment
Knows nothing about the customs and cultures
Of streets or homes at the new place
A rough and tough figure standing
By the ruined bridge
Peeping at them, he got nervous
All suffering from diabetic, poisoning the hurts
Excess of sugar always passing with the urine
That harms the body and decaying the glaring face
Speak before us just like the crow before death
We can’t check it, we can’t bear it, we can’t overcome it
Unless we exercise or continue according to our daily routine
Along with these we must have the balanced diet to keep our body fit
When all others are buying and selling the medicine
To get rid of the disease
The boy standing still chews the tender leaves of the neem tree.
Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh
08/05/2018