Asif Andalib

Rookie (27 November 1967 / Moez Monzil, Komlapur, Faridpur, Bangladesh)

I Am Feeling What A Feeling - Poem by Asif Andalib

This city of concrete and steel
Is full of material girls
They don't recognize genius
They throw away all the pearls

They take the fake gems
In God's holy names
I am feeling
What a feeling
What a feeling
I am feeling

Jay Jon Praymer Bhaab Janay Na
Taar Shathay Nai Layna Deyna
Khaati Shona Chhariya Jay Nayy Naucoal Shona
Shay Jon Shona Cheenay Na

They want to live a lavish life
They are not scared of war and strife
They are not scared of telling lie
They leave their minds with the poor guy

They take the wrong steps
They are like the apes
I am feeling
What a feeling
What a feeling
I am feeling

Jay Jon Praymer Bhaab Janay Na
Taar Shathay Nai Layna Deyna
Khaati Shona Chhariya Jay Nayy Naucoal Shona
Shay Jon Shona Cheenay Na


Poet's Notes about The Poem

The meaning of the Bengali stanza is as follows

The one who doesn't know to love
I have got no business with her
The one who takes fake gold
Instead of the real one
Can't identify gold

Comments about I Am Feeling What A Feeling by Asif Andalib

  • Rookie - 135 Points Indranil Bhaduri (9/15/2012 3:41:00 AM)

    Beautifully written..bhison bhison sundor! ! ! (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,229 Points Thomas A Robinson (9/13/2012 4:31:00 AM)

    Good poem
    Strange how value is placed on the worthless
    And things that are the most essential
    have the least value
    Then how can you put a value on love, faith, trust,
    happiness.Can gold be traded for these. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 5,506 Points Hazel Durham (9/12/2012 10:23:00 AM)

    A lovely poem about the shallowness of youth, good structure and repeating the title throughout works well. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Bob Brown (9/12/2012 8:31:00 AM)

    Fantastic! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Only thing left is if you can explain the meaning of the bengali lines in your notes. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Anthony Foster (9/12/2012 8:30:00 AM)

    As you get older and passion is replaced by a feeling for a greater meaning, I can still remember the yearning and emotions of youth, I get where you are coming from. Good poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 12, 2012


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