Rex Islam Poems

A little living thing
With its head nodded
That wants to dig into the ground;
Its thick and frail limbs
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Freedom is not an object
to be purchased from the shops,
it’s not like the giving of
one or two kilo’s of freedom chaps!
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The more I move, the more I face darkness
And the urge to hold my ground from foes.
I turn to the clutches of the devil; the more
I look for success, the more failure gets by.
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Youthful thoughts of hope serge through my veins;
Boiling and bubbling ghastly up to the strain,
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I wonder whether it was a dream or a forecast message!
A journey where it gleamed the keen aged passage,
Appeared on the right swathe with blessings – the heaven,
On the left – the silhouetted hell that threats like a raven;
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Oh! Big fellows,
What are you staring at?
Are you gaping at the people
Thinking over what you have fought for –
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“What it’s a feast without any food? ”

From the heights of poetry, art, or knowledge!
Beyond the profound sky, the vast surges drift
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Can’t you see what’s in my eye?
That’s love for what I die,
I want you here by my side -
A place in your heart where I hide.
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Please my love, please come with me;
I found a new world that I want you to see,
Where hearts are full with love and faith
Where the cruel are doomed to death.
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O, divine state, I bend to you,
Surrender, I know what you can do;
Your creation is hard to presume,
Send your love to reach for the doom -
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