Md. Asadullah Poems

They search my tongue,
individually, old and young.
See my mouth, one by one.
But sadly they find none.
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Peacock's legs you must hide.
Show only Its wings and tail.
Hide slums behind high-rises.
Spray perfume on things stale.
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A soldier controlled by his heart.
Had a bright sword to cut apart.
An author controlled by his mind.
Used pen with wisdom designed.
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Kill hundreds with bombs and guns.
Terrrorist you are.
Outright you'll be hanged for your actions.
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In shape of black and white
ram, 'Death' will be brought.
An Indomitable enemy each
and every living had fought.
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khayalo'n ki kashti ka koi nakhuda nahi hota.
khwabo'n ke samandar mei'n kinara nahi hota.
kashti ko samandar me kinara miljayae.
Jo meri roshnaai ko kagaz ka sahara miljayae.
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You may have done
extremely heinous crime.
World may not forgive
but come to God anytime.
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Season of colour, buds and blooms.
Lovely roses, grass with large plumes.
Hiding high on some tree koel* sings.
How badly I wished for thousand springs.
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Burn all these 'Old age homes.'
Standing like Satan's domes.
Shamelessness resides in them.
Helplessness resides in them.
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