Salsaabil 12 Poem@sakisabre Poem by SAKISABRE Saki

1.
: : : Devil’s hair:

A Jerky Hair Of The Devil
I dreamt two men to come in
One sat beside my foot
The other sat beside my head
They began to talk about a spell
The spell was cast upon me
The spell caster was Lobid ibn Awasm
He was from Boni Zuraik Clan
Broken comb, torn hair and nail were elements of spell
The elements were wrapped in green date skin
It was kept in the Ancient Zurwan Well under a stone
The surrounding date trees of this well looks jerky hair of the devil
This water is blackish red
A suitable place to hide spell!

2.
: : : Diary of a useless: : :

They understand him
A useless
An aimless
An emotional Fool
Change his mind
Time n again
A vagabond
May be a beggar someday
Yes! That’s happened to him!
A human think of his future
What a type!
Sold all paternal acres
In a few months!
Aim?
Change job each year
From supervisor to lecturer
None can attracts him well
This place is not good
There people are not good
Here duties are not good
What is good
Where is good
Nothing is good
Nobody suits
The Girl’s Father was much calculative!
He looked at the boy’s romantic appearance!
He said him good bye!
The aimless got shock!
Time changed many things
He became more aimless!
A Vagabond:
Here there are trees to give shade
Here there are birds to sing songs
Here there are paddy fields to be a writer
Here is a prose element
Here is poetry element
Here is life n life cycle!
Winter and summer are felt here by heart!
Here are cows n hens
Here are crops and ploughs!
Green white yellow red
All are here
The moon is bare
The sun is near
The creator’s hand I see
Give back the Country
Take away this City!
But alas!
Our full moon of purnima
Became a bread roasted with fat
In the mouth of a big wild cat!
So ideal moon became bread soon!
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Hunger can’t see moon but round bread!
Money flies in the sky of City
A chaka
A chaka
Know how to catch
Noh!
Just stay with us
Need no work to do
Just give us company
Bread is not at all a matter
It matters at last!
Each year session charge of the two boys
Struggle from janu
Tution
But the teacher looks old haggard
So what........
No! Students are manner less!
Money having people’s sons are little such......
For bread say them good!
Electrical bill
Gas bill
Security bill
House rent eats up ¾
HW runs life?
He runs
Not me!
Who I don’t know!
Life an actor
I don’t know how to!
Can’t work as house guard?
But odd:
Worthless!
Inactive!
Useless!
Tomorrow I will do something good
Tomorrow!
Tomorrow!
Tomorrow!
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is there any any definition of perfection
Perfection of soul
What is imperfection?
To what extent
What r these terms mean
That place there time doesn't work
Then what perfection does
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A mango sapling
A sapling of few days
Morning of the day
i observed it
A four leaves so fresh
None i see now
Who’s cut them?
Yes sign of cutting them
A small bug
A spider of very small size
On the head steam
i saw its dream
to eat
to suck
to what
such is the case
Bugs are cutting my thoughts
Expectations
Hopes
Now n then
Being cut into pieces
A bug
Bug is every where
Easily preying of bug!
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When i was born
I cannot remember
It is i was born
The promise that i did
i cannot recollect
Day by day
All are getting polluted
From human heart to natural environment
Days are becoming so
Deaths are coming
One zomzom of breathing
Inhale
Or exhale
zomzom
Huh love
Huh life
Huh family
zomzom! ! !
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