Hassanal Abdullah Poems
- Swatantra Sonnet 77 I've heard the noble sound of your ...
- Evolution People smell like a horse, But a horse does not ...
- The Story Of Ants The ants got scared They do not go home ...
- The Light Of The Earth At last, I've captured the light of ...
- When God Is Dead When God is dead I will swim in the ...
- Swatantra Sonnet 21 Enter with a bare chest. Dear lady, the ...
- God's Home In my childhood I saw many gods With their red ...
Hassanal Abdullah is a Bangladeshi-American poet, novelist, critic, translator and the editor of < a href='http: //www.shabdaguchha.com'> Shabdaguchha< /a> , an International Bilingual Poetry journal. He has introduced a new sonnet form, Swatantra Sonnet, with seven-line stanza-pattern and abcdabc efgdefg rhyming scheme. He also wrote a 314-page epic on the Universe and how life is connected to it using almost all the major scientific theories and evolutionary understanding. An author of 24 books (in Bengali text) in different genres, Mr. Abdullah is a New York City High School Math teacher. more »
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In my childhood I saw many gods
With their red wide eyes
Full of threats.
My days passed by
Like a scared chick
Thrown into the corner of domesticity.
I did not raise my eyes to face them eye-to-eye.
They were on my head
As well as in thought's soft stage
And standing still in my path of vision.
I was not unhappy,
Walking behind them, but at times
I longed for a walk on the horizon
Away from their kingdom.
The thirst for freedom
Loomed in my burning breast.
Gods are still there, even more modern,
Robust, with their...