The heap of lies, that lies within,
Confronting, beheading the truth well known
Stands defeated today alas,
As the day of Judgment, now has passed.
The army of guilt with their weapons: regret,
Can be seen marching once again,
To shatter the long gone peace into pieces,
And fill the heart with immense pain.
Yet I see a ray of hope,
With the same eyes,
Once blinded with lies,
To overcome whatever comes to me.
For now I know that time passes by and by
Devastating, uprooting, everyone blinded with true lies.
© Md Saemul Haque Noori
Let not the smiling world deceive you,
Of the warm fuzzies it falsely shares.
No one is ever pleased if you prosper,
No one even cares.
Let not the sobbing world dupe you,
With the façade that it maintains,
No one cares for the problems you face.
In fact, they complain.
But if you don’t believe what I say
See it by yourself,
go outside and give it a try.
But don’t count on me
For I will not be here to console you
When you find out the truth and cry.
©Md. Saemul Haque Noori
If for once, I am asked by God to make a wish,
I would ask for a life without ease.
So that not everyone, but I,
Thank him and respect every little thing I achieve.
©Md. Saemul Haque Noori
This home, ain’t like home anymore,
Without you, now it needs you even more.
A home is not home that bears solitude,
For once now, it needs your gratitude.
Bless it with your presence and set it live again,
With happiness that sure will rain.
This home ain’t like home anymore,
With me here, we need you even more.
Life is not life if it bears solitude.
For once more, it needs your gratitude.
Bless me with your presence and set me live again.
With love, we would live happily yet again.
But that’s not how it is meant to be I guess,
For I have lost my queen long ago
And now I am bound to live in this mess.
©Md Saemul Haque Noori
This one is probably the first poetry that I wrote. I think I was in sixth standard when I wrote this. It is not that good I think and I want to make some changes in it but I won’t.
Continue reading “The one.”
F.R.I.E.N.D.S is one of the most popular sitcom series of all time. If you have seen this American series you would know what makes it so i.e.; the bond and affection shared among the six characters of this series; how they overcome each and every problems with each other by their side and lead their life in a way that most of us adore.
Continue reading “A theory..”
Have you ever seen something that is one thing at a time and after sometime it is just whole another thing? This poetry is an example of one of those things.
When you once read it you will think that is just an absurd piece about a guy who is desperate to find his kite but let me tell you that it isn’t. “The lost kite” in the poem refers to “the lost hope of the narrator”.
So as I said once you have read this, the poetry isn’t the same as before.
I stare into the dark and search for the kite,
It’s dark here even though it is not night.
Searching it to my left, searching it to my right
I hear some people say “he has lost his mind”.
They believe that I won’t find it but I know that I might. Continue reading “The Kite”
I keep bleeding
And nothing helps to slow the flow.
I cry and cry
But the pain just wouldn’t go.
I wonder is it new
Or has time always been this slow?
Continue reading “I want in”
The room is dark not a single beam of light is to be seen around. Surrounded by walls all around I am staring at the ceiling. To be honest I don’t do much other than this these days. I am a little bit confused; I don’t know what I am thinking of right now. Is it about how I ended up here like this, or is it about you; if or why you left me.
Continue reading “What if…..”
Words can’t speak up themselves,
A speaker is needed.
Thoughts can’t express themselves, to the one
For which they are intended.
If so would have been the reality,
You would have known that how dearly I loved you,
How I continue to love you for eternity.
Continue reading “All that I get”