Abu Sufian Poems
- The Stranger Beloved I fell down, deep inside, at the core of...
- Birthday It was a serene night of November Night starts ...
- The Vigil The Moon is not sleeping, So do I. Pains are ...
- Vanity When dark night shadowed by stormy clouds, Can the ...
- Against My Will As I fall down in your heart's ocean, as I ...
- Forbidden Mystery There is a mystery even questioning is a ...
- A Cigarette's Butt-End © Abu Sufian I saw a cigarette's ...
Abu Sufian – who is also known as The Silent Poet – is a poet and writer. His poems have been published in literary journals including Scarlet Leaf Review, Criterion, Literary Voyage, The Literary Herald, Tuck Magazine and Clairvoyance. Sufian also contributed in four international poetry anthologies: Voice of Monarch Butterflies (2016) , Apple Fruits of an Old Oak (2016) , Where Are You From? (2017) , Dandelion in a Vase of Roses (2017) and Persian Sugar in English Tea, Vol. III (2018) .
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''The happiest people among us are those who can sleep when they want to...''Happiness Sleep
''If you think killing people is a solution to a problem, I not only disagree with you but also I hate your perspective.''Killing
Our generation delimited the definition & horizon of Love in a box that mainly refers to love between a boy & a girl. Love has a broader & profound meaning beyond this box. Surely, the highest state o...Love
Though we love to think that we are civilized & developed than that of people lived centuries ago. In reality, the world is still run through the principle of 'Might is right'. Whoever - government or...Civilization Modernism
All my life I didn't emphasise on money. Like many of us, I used to say 'Money is nothing/not everything'. In reality, to be honest, it is the single thing that most people on earth run after & live f...Money
The Stranger Beloved
I fell down, deep inside, at the core of your heart,
I can hear the heart-beatings,
Sense the emotions and touch the unsaid words hidden in.
Having known your secrets—the unshared memories,
I cried with the tears of yours, and smiled with your smiles.
I fell in your heart, without knowing you,
Without seeing you, hearing you or being heard,
I fell in you before I met you,
Before looking into your eyes—the dark ones with white clouds.
Was it the Noor of your face, ...