Abu Sufian

Freshman - 783 Points (13 November 1989 / Comilla, Bangladesh)

Birthday - Poem by Abu Sufian

It was a serene night of November
Night starts darkening the globe solemnly
A soul then came to being, I was born.

My soul has a new identity,
A name, a father, a mother
A home, an abode to breathe,
I Inhale and exhale faster in an unknown world
With some strange faces around—and was crying.

Later, I became a name,
Years through
Being loved, cared and taken care of
Yet, it was an unknown kingdom,
As it remains so to me till this moment.

I became a name,
To everywhere I roamed around
Schools, college –and varsities
I have been loved and given an identity.

Still, I think of the enigmatic earth
In the remotest part of my soul
Think of who I am.
'I am simply a mixture of dust in human form
And soon—will become dust again'.

Note: The poem is published at a Magazine titled 'Clairvoyance' which is published from Department of English's language club of International Islamic University Malaysia on November,2015.

Topic(s) of this poem: birthday, life, life and death

Form: Blank Verse

Comments about Birthday by Abu Sufian

  • Shah Surja (11/26/2015 3:05:00 PM)

    beautiful......poem (y) (Report) Reply

    Abu Sufian (11/27/2015 4:09:00 AM)

    Thanks for your comment.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 26, 2015

Poem Edited: Thursday, November 26, 2015

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