Sayeed Day Poem by Sayeed Abubakar

No Valentine ever did love like me;
Who where loved his beloved from so far
as I love you, Lorena? If you see
anyone in whole world, I'm a liar.

No Valentine suffered ever as I
do for your love. For my isolation
from you, every day, Lorena, I die
and get alive for you with full passion.

From Bangladesh every second I pull
your heart; my heart peacefully rests with you.
Seeing my love, Valentine becomes a fool,
all the eyes of lovers get full with dew.

Lorena, o my Mexican nymph, say:
'It's not Valentine, it's my Sayeed Day.'