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Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
Eid means pleasure and
Forgetting quarrel,
Eid means not to do
Anything immoral.
Eid means having
The xcellent outfit,
Eid means keeping all doors
Open to feast.
Eid means parity
Not any division,
Eid means not to be
Uprooted anyone.
Eid means keeping the heart
Free from meanness,
Eid means, to pass
The day with rejoice.
......
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
The pleasure of Muslims on Eid Day is the gift of Ramadan,
This heavenly pleasure is sent by Lord Who is second to none.
The entire world is full of cheer at the sight of the Eid crescent,
The high tide of love comes to submerge meanness and impediment.
That makes the hearts of all the faithful Muslims open for everyone -
The Pleasure of Muslims on Eid day is the gift of Ramadan.
Every devoted Muslim during Ramadan observes a fast,
And gets lesson of self -control and self- purification must.
Eid gives the pleasure of this spiritual lesson to everyone-
The pleasure's of Muslims on Eid day is the gift of Ramadan.
On Eid day, there is no difference between the high and the low,
And only the mutual embracing among the Muslims overflow.
The hearts of all the Muslims on this holy day are turned into one,
The pleasure of Muslims on Eid day is the gift of Ramadan.
Fasting purifies heart and keeps it free from sinful acts fully,
Thus the hearts of the pious Muslims are enlightened heavenly.
The glint of this blessed light leads them to a happy situation-
The pleasure of Muslims on Eid day is the gift of Ramadan.
The Eid day emphatically calls upon every faithful person,
Not to forget amity and equality, if the Eid day is gone.
And these must be followed permanently by the Muslim nation-
The pleasure of Muslims on Eid day is the gift of Ramadan.
.....
YAKUB NAGAR, MY VILLAGE
Md. Abdul Manan Yaqubi
This village resembles to two wings of green colour,
And here grasses, creepers and branches of the tree,
Always show their dances to the audience free.
Here the chirping of birds make the day full of cheer,
And flowers, fruits and corns ornate its land all over.
The sun rays and the moonlight make its scenery,
More beautiful than that of the land of fairy,
And its natural beauty fades away never.
A rich hill is standing by it gloriously,
And no charm can stand with it in comparison.
Here villagers pass their days without tension
Because, they are by nature generous and friendly.
Lucky the persons who are, in this village, born,
And its name is Yakub Nagar, one and only.
.......
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
The thoughts of a leader
Must be higher,
And his language should
Also be sweeter.
If he speaks the indecent
Language,
People cordially
Hate him always.
Ill language and thoughts
Of a leader,
Lead a bright nation to
peril sooner.
...........
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
Birds in trees and beasts in forest
Awake always,
And the leaves of trees in the air
Awake with dances.
Grass grows in the field and awakes
With green colour.
The mountain like waves rise
In the ocean with cheer.
The clouds awakes to float like rafts
In the sky nicely,
And the sun in the morning peeps
To rise smilingly.
The cuckoo in the spring appears
With its sweet cooing,
And the pasture land on the shores
Remains awaking.
And the moon with the stars appears
In the sky after day,
And the world is punctually
In an awaking play.
All awake in time and become
Successful ever,
But all of us try to get up
Early never.
We see emptiness due to woke up
Late from the sleep,
So, we can never enjoy a happy life
Except weep.
...........
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
We have an
Expert teacher,
His teaching is
So wonder.
He is the most
Gentleman,
And loves us like
His children.
His name is
K. A. N. Sir,
Bad boys often
Call him cancer.
..........
SITUATION OF LOVE
Md, Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
In the heaven or on the earth
Love exists neither,
It exists only in the heart of
Animal forever.
Those who possesses
Generous heart can only be
Able to grow it in their heart
Very nicely.
Men, women, beasts, and birds
Are tamed by love cordially,
This is why, love can lord on all
Of them very easily.
The heart in which love stays is
Of course, holy always,
It can makes its possessor
A king of happiness.
........
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
We are, of course, proud of ' The 21st
February forever,
Though the festival on this day brings
A flood of pain every year.
In '52' for demanding Bangla as
The state language,
Pak force opened fire on this day
At our mob like the savage.
Violating firing restriction under
The open sky in Bengal,
Rafique, Salam, Barakat, and Jabbar
Died a death honourable.
On this day a lot of our sons known and
Unknown also fought bravely,
And many of them died for upholding
The mother language only.
Sacrificing their lives for the sake of
Mother tongue, they'll ne'er decay,
For, they've made this day as an
International Mother Language day.
This prideful day is, indeed, a prideful
Spirit of our people,
Because, our language martyrs make
The day the most memorable.
This 'Twenty First' Is an inspiration
Of any movement to us,
So, we always remember, respect and
Praise our language martyrs.
.......
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
.......
Bengali is my language, introduction,
Arrogance and desire,
My birth as a Bengali is indeed
A matter of pleasure.
Bengali is my recreation,tradition
And encouragement,
It helps me to be hero, kind, conscious,
Gentle and intelligent.
Bengali is my fulfilment, leading force
And my happiness,
It leads me to the path of right and
Shows me the light of success.
Bengali is the medium of my song,
Prayer and recitation,
By praying with cry in Bengali to God
I can move his throne.
In Bengali, I read, write, learn, dream
And practise meditation,
I also hear, weep and laugh in it and
Get full satisfaction.
Bengali is my spirit, beauty, assistance
And my expression,
By making a speech in Bengali I can
Draw people's attraction.
Bengali is my companion, adventure,
Love, life and soul,
The explanation of my life is, of course,
Bengali in full.
Bengali being feeling of my mind,
I love it with all my heart,
And upholding its glory and honour
I promise to be alert.
.........
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
Little Jarin draws
On papers,
Beasts houses, birds,
Fruits and flowers.
She' s expert in
Drawing picture,
People for these
Bless and praise her.
........
Md. Abdul Mannan Yawubi
Not only the devil but also
A man is Satan,
If he is, despite being wise, not
A man of action.
The cursed Satan is expert enough
To any sinful act,
So, he has the ability to make
A man dishonest.
If a man in his life aims at doing
Any good deed,
Satan with his plans will stand by
That man to misleads
The man who can't bears the glory
Of any one, is none,
But a great Satan according to
My imagination.
........
EVALUATION
Md, Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
You are the best man with name
And fame now a days.
Our land of mother is proud
Of you always.
A true saint in the world like you
Is, of course, rare,
So the hateful feel themselves
Burning into fire.
Your title 'gold' can't be tasted
By the lower,
Like the touchstone, they don't
Have the tasting power.
For your well being, all the honest persons
Always pray,
So that all of your enemies might
Destroy away.
........
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
Three seasons of man's life are,
Summer, spring and winter.
Boyhood is the human spring,
So, it always looks charming.
Youth is the summer of life,
When the fruits of success ripe.
The old age depends on other,
It looks like the dull winter.
.......
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
A selfish, dishonest and
Unwise leader,
Gets people's show-beating
Sooner or later.
When a leader keeps his heart
Filled with malice,
He'll have the position in
Garbage like flies.
If the leader believes
In hearsay always,
His leadership will, of course,
Be meaningless.
......
বিফল নেতা
মুহাম্মদ আবদুল মান্নান ইয়াকুবী
নেতা হলে অর্বাচীন
অসৎ স্বার্থপর,
পাদুকার মালা পায়
ধরার উপর।
হিংসার অনলে যদি
জ্বলে নেতার বুক,
অচীরে সে দেখে থাকে
পতনের মুখ।
শোনা কথায় কানভারী
যদি করে নেতা,
নেতৃত্বের জীবন তার
পুরোটাই বৃথা।
........
MD. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
I remove the feeling of man's emptiness,
And coming in his darkness I bring brightness.
I strengthen him and lead him to golden ways,
And make him active to gain all the progress.
I show him in me how his picture is,
And the beauty of the world in me he sees.
I satisfy his eyes to bring his happiness
And in his woe, I make him smiling face.
I satisfy the taste that his tongue deserves,
And to remove his fatigue my nectar serves.
With my touch, his life has been enlightened fully
Yet, he thinks me trifling for being woman only.
..........
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
The perfect Muslims living
In this universe are,
Those who live according
The Quran, the scripture.
And In the live, lhey ne'er forget to cherish God's fear.
Who the true Muslims are.
They always walk in the path of
Right without fear,
And hoist the flag of truth and
Just on the land with cheer.
And submerge in the deepest ocean of sin never.
Who the true Muslims are.
They are out of avarice and malice
That make man lower,
And can build up a bright nation
Of moral power.
Who the real Muslims are.
They are like the rain for drought
To refresh the nature,
And work for all irrespective of
Race, creed and colour.
Who the real Muslims are.
They become very happy to see
All happy everywhere,
And in people's weal and woe
They have the equal share.
Who the true Muslims are.
They are the true servants and
Agents of the Creator,
And only they can keep humanity
Upheld ever.
Who the true Muslims are.
......
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
Pass no more time in the world
In merriment,
You must submit to death
At any moment.
Then you will be
An unknown world's habitant-
Pass no more time in the world
In merriment.
The world is the station
For hereafter,
You need capital to live
Peacefully there.
Earn it here to get there
Most increment-
Pass no more time in the world
In merriment.
The next unknown world
Will be beautiful,
The worldly good deeds
Will make it peaceful.
After death, sinners get
Stern punishment.
Pass no more time in the world
In amusement.
The time to arrive that world
Will stay no more,
And at any moment, you will
Reach its door.
To death, You should not
Be indifferent-
Pass no more time in the world in merriment.
.........
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
All should try to be God loving.
A God loving man refrains
From any sinful deed,
And always abides by law,
Morality and creed.
He gives ill propensity no chance for growing-
All should try to be God loving.
People always desire for
The worldly happiness,
But for the hereafter
They have no awareness.
To a God loving person, the world is trifling.
All should try to be God loving.
Truthfulness, patience, worship
And love for man are,
The chief elements of a
God lover's character.
These elements are needed too, for peaceful living-
All should try to be God loving.
A God loving man does not fear
Anyone but God,
So, no power of untruth
On him can not lord.
O friend, come to keep the flag of God's love hoisting.
All should try to be God loving.
........
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
None, none, none
None can be helper,
Except one God,
Who's the Creator-
God is helper.
His true servants
Can be gainer,
In both the worlds
Here and after-
God is helper.
Of the creatures
God is master,
Only He has
Helping power-
God is helper.
......
Md, Abdul Mannan Yawubi
Speaking English is a fashion of the modern people,
So, their heart lifts up with joy to speak it more or little.
While they speak, they use English Words in Bengali,
By which Bengali being Benglish loses its charm fully.
The word Ma, Baba, Dada, Pishi, Mashi and so on,
Are not at all used now by any ultra modern person.
With a view to showing their status of modernity.
They used for them ' mum, dad, grand- pa and auntie.
Bengali, in the world, is a gloriuus language,
But modern Benglish makes this language sacrilege.
May modern Benglish speaking in Bengal be ruined forever,
And may Bangla be ever victorious with honour.
..........
ON PROPHET MUHAMMAD'S BIRTH DAY
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
Today the sky laughs a heavenly laugh,
And the nature looks decorated enough.
Getting up from the bed in the morning
People found the whole nature rejoicing.
The light of the morning charms the people,
And the flowing breeze too, fascinates all.
The air spreads fragrance. everywhere,
And all enjoy it with a great pleasure.
Birds sing in all trees melodiously,
Their songs attract everyone very highly.
Today the sun doesn't give the scorching heat.
And the clouds float in the sky with delight.
The blooming flowers excel the nature,
And her beauty sparkles everywhere.
All the insects, beast,and birds are also,
Very happy today and roam to and fro.
All hearts are today free from anxiety,
So, people feel love and fraternity.
All say only, " Why is today so sweet?
And why are all the men so thrilled on it"
It was the twelve day of Rabiul Awal,
The happening time of prophet's arrival.
..........
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
A God loving man is, of course,
The greatest winner,
And is fearless in both the world, here
And hereafter.
In both here and hereafter, he'll get The most pleasure-
He is, of course, the greatest winner
A true lover of God is loved
By every person,
And all being his followers
Uphold his position.
His spiritual power makes the society brighter-
He is, of course, the greatest winner.
The man who always abides by God
Is abode by people,
Both his advice and teaching
Changes the mind of all.
Human life is purified by his touching power-
He is, of course, the greatest winner.
The man who respects God is
The most respectable,
And to him no one dares
To be indomitable.
People seek his blessing With respectable manner-
He is, of course, the greatest winner.
He's a monarch without crown
And a selfless ever,
The worldly luxury, name and fame,
He cares never.
His selfless contributions go on for human welfare.
He is, of course, the greatest winner.
Not to fear death in his worldly life
Is his piety,
And he abolishes untruth fully
By his honesty.
Thus, he wins death and to him death comes to surrender-
He is, of course, the greatest winner.
.......
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
.........
We, the tender age are
Ever forcible,
Though litte, we are not
Trifling at all.
We can shudder the land of Bengal-
We, the tender age, are ever forcible.
We remove darkness
With the light of truth,
Which will make the way of
People's life smooth.
We sing moral songs to awake people,
We, the tender age, are ever forcible.
With the knowledge of science, :
Technology and invention,
We'll uphold the glory
Of the nation.
We must bring development in Bengal,
We, the tender age, are ever forcible.
We'll hoist the flag
Of victory proudly
And will help the people
To live happily.
We are in the bloom to give fruits to all,
We, the tender age, are ever forcible.
..........
MD. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
You are the best gift of God, o mother!
Your green beauty looks excellent
And you are soft hearted;
Your meditation and affection
Are also exalted,
And we will keep your glory and
Status high forever -
You are the best gift of God, o mother!
All are curious for enjoying your
Ever green sight,
The light of the sun and the moon
Makes your beauty more bright.
Thus you become too attractive
To all to forget ever -
You are the best gift of God,o mother!
O mother, your sky is generous
And vast your fields are,
And your fields of green paddy
excellently wave with air.
And the melodious songs of birds
In your trees we hear-
You are the best gift of God, o mother!
O mother, your sweet tongue
Satisfies all and you always,
Keep vast wealth with you to offer us
With your smiling face.
And your endless resources make us
Rich and happier-
You are the best gift of God, o mother!
You preserve your wealth in land
And water affluently,
And keep them quite open for all
To get very easily.
During six seasons, all your wealths
You generously offer-
You are the best gift of God, o, mother!
Your seasons are very excellent
And magnanimous,
Thy are also full of corns, flowers And fruits delicious.
So, the gentle breeze spreads their
Sweet flavour everywhere
You are the best gift of God, o mother!
O mother, we are praise worthy
With your contribution,
And we promise to uphold your
Glory and position.
To dedicate our lives for your sake
We also swear-
You are the best gift of God, o mother!
..........
POSITION OF WOMEN
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
Women stand for affection
Tenderness and inspiration,
They boast of maternity, rearing
and drawing the attraction.
Who can say, they are not in veneration?
Modern women are in and out
Of the house for progression,
And they are worthy of singing
Dancing and beautification.
Are they, yet, lower in position?
Women are in job, in advertisement,
And in recreation.
They're also needed for reception and
Farewell in any function.
Do they need any more for satisfaction?
Now they share weal and woe with
Men without making any division,
And remain with men during sleep,
Awakening, dream and so on.
Can anyone say, they are in prison?
Women are seen in the court of
Justice, war field and invasion,
Business and commerce are also
Ran under their supervision.
Are they trifling in the world in position?
Women are now skilled in nursing,
Surgery and education,
They are also in expedition, research
And administration
Haven't they, in all respects, contribution?
........
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
It is the charming place which is restless,
With hills, forests, rivers, shores,lakes and routs,
It abounds with beasts, bird, flowers corps and fruits.
None saw near the ocean such a place as
Ever green that offers diamond always.
Its blue sky looks very charming all about,
And nature is generous out and out,
So, everyone can enjoy here happy days.
The famous twelve saints came to take rest here,
To preach religion , they chose this land.
It's, as the gate of Bengal, known world over.
And hearing its name, mind is filled with cheer,
This name in Bengal is ever boautiful and
It is Chattogram I mostly favour.
........
TO THE PROCLAIMER OF INDEPENDENCE
Md.Abdul Maannan Yaqubi
O the proclaimer of independence of the country,
By your heroic proclamation of independence,
People awoke with a revolutionary consciences,
And all the young rushed at the enemies all and sundry.
Seeing their crucial attack the Pak-ruler became dreary,
Even most of their leaders were about to loose their sense;
Their soldiers also couldn't stand up to their resistance,
For, the young of Bengal fought like tigers for victory.
The timid Pak-soldiers tried to run for safety like deer,
But did not find any forest in this Bengal to hide,
So, they surrender to the tigers of Bengal with fear,
And thus, the nation achieved independence forever.
You were also a perfect leader and the nation's pride,
That is why, you could win immorality with honour.
.........
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
The horizon is fiercely heated by,
The laughing sun that reigns in the vast sky.
The vast field in the sun looks deserted
And the houses are estreamly heated.
Gangers, beasts and birds afflicting with thirst,
Feel a burning sensation in the hrart.
Canals, lakes, ponds and the soil everywhere,
Cry and pray only for getting water.
The sun becomes too hot for men to bear,
So, they sit under the tree to take air.
The crops in the fields burn into ashes,
And it leads all the farmres to distress.
The fatal diseases bresk out open
And cause suffering and dead to men.
During drought men offer to God something,
And also pray to God for rain's coming.
Sometime in Bengal, the wild nor wester,
Comes and dances with destructive power.
With his whimsical dance, he damages,
Crops, trees, forests and the old cottages.
All decrepit things are vanished away,
From the surface of the earth by his play.
He wears black Sari for dance macabre,
And it covers the bright light of nature.
He plays with lightning and thunder mirthly.
And takes away some fresh lived suddenly.
Like a rebellious man he takes the lead,
And makes the old youth to move in full speed.
Thus the new rouse with new insfiration,
And decorate the country and nation.
Folk songs are sung in the village at night,
And women gossip in yards at moonlight.
The open places after the evening,
Remain busy with people's gossiping.
The fair and restlimg are helld everywhere
And traders open their fresh accounts with cheer.
In the village, kite in the blu sky fly,
And their different colour ornate the sky.
Sonalu, juni, krishnachura, beli,
And casalpinia bloom so nicely.
Sweet fruits are hanged in trees in the orchards,
And they are bustled with the song of birds.
Mangoes, jackfruit, lichi and the melon
Make body and mind cool in this season.
The summer comes as a gift in Bengal,
Though its heat is, to us, unbearable.
....
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
............
Watching the land of Bengal
Afflicted with thirst,
The clouds get their tender hearts
Seriously hurt.
So, like the black rafts they float
Across the vast sky,
And cover the face of the sun
That lies so high.
Then they accompany the rebel
Dance of lightning,
And start beating their drums to make
The sound rumbling.
Strokes fly for unknown destination
Through dark clouds,
As though they got some informations
From true source.
The melody of the dance of rain
Is charming,
And it looks like the fairy dance with
Tinkling ring.
The land gets pulsation of life
And purity,
And the nature of Bengal gets
Youth and beauty.
The awaking trees, plants and
Grasses seem festive,
And they turn into deep green
That looks attractive.
Heap of water in the river
Sounds murmuring,
And the buzzing sound of
Crooking is resounding.
Distending the tail feathers
Peacocks dance nicely,
That seems to receive
The rainy season warmly.
Boats, lunch, canoes and rafts
Are used to cross water,
And thus Business activities
Become easier.
Kadam, Kumud and the lotus
Bloom everywhere,
And they add to the beauty of
Bengal's nature.
Hasnahena,, tube roses
And the Chamely,
Make the way and the waiting
Room scented sweetly.
Varieties of flowers bloom
In Bengal nicely,
And lakes and ponds are
Attracted with the lily.
The Aush paddy is harvested
By the farmer,
And then the Amon plants are
Transplanted with cheer.
The rain gifts Bengal varieties
Of fish species
Which, during this season, people
Day and night fish.
Hog-palms, lemons, bananas
Guavas and pineapple,
Make people's tongue juicy
In the land of Bengal.
Bindweed, arum, Putishak
Okra, and egg plants are,
During rainy season,
Got everywhere.
The devastating flood by
Excessive rainfall,
Is, of course, a curse to all
The marooned people.
The old huts and the fields
Of poor farmers,
Are often damaged by rain and
The flood water.
At times, men, women and
Children day and night,
Are died by Lightning and
The poisonous snake bite.
The suffering of man and
Animal goes on,
And various fatal diseases
Break out soon.
Hearths that absorb water are
Useless for cooking,
And it brings to the poor
A great suffering.
During the rain it seems that
Dearth prevails all o'er,
And everyone doesn't s seem
To be in his humour.
The rain makes the people
In Bengal home bounding,
And everyone avers to go
Outside for working.
To pass time, men in the house
Watch TV or sing,
But the poor remain anxious for
Their existing.
Village girls in the house
During their intervals,
Like to sew the designed quilt
With threads and needles,
Children in all houses like to
Play on the floor,
And to run in the rain they enjoy
More and more.
Someone thinks deeply for her
Or his nearest one,
But the rain in single life
Creates more tension.
The poets write poems getting
Close relation-
With the charming beauty of
The rainy season.
A good arrangement of beauty
And suffering,
Is contributed to Bengal by
The rain's wailing.
To stop its wailing with a spring
Of tears quickly.
The eastern sky starts beating
Its drums suddenly.
The wailing of rain is thus stopped
Soon at that sound,
And then the wealth over floods
Bengal all around.
............
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
.......
Nature loses her blooming Youth In the Winter,
Forests and bushes put on
The yellow colour.
During this season, dullness
prevails everywhere,
And the tune of anxiety is
Played in nature.
The biting cold starts arriving With the northern breeze.,
And causes death to leaves To fall down from the trees.
All the bare trees like sentries
Remain still standing,
And the nature in Bengal
Seems stoics looking.
The winter season makes
Human life quite restless
And men pass their important
Time in idleness.
The brooks in the winter lose
Their restlessness fully,
So, they seem to be the old
And useless only.
The sun rises like a red plate
In the morning,
And to receive him, the people
Remain waiting.
Swarms of bees fly for honey from
The mustard flower,
And the villagers warm their body
Sitting by fire.
Opening wings in the sun, birds
Bask and start singing
And in winter, they physically
Looks charming.
The winter offers us a lot of
Delicious foods,
And one of the sweetest foods
Of them is date juice.
Village farmers work in the field
In biting cold,
And all the housewives remain busy
With the household.
Fields are full of different
Vegetable species,
And variety of fishes are
caught in the ditch.
Plum, orange, Kamranga, Lemon
Hog plum and Bel
In this season in Bengal
Are available.
Roses, marigolds, Dahlias and
Sunflowers are
The great charm of the morning
During the winter.
The winter hums the poor and
Esteems the rich highly,
Whereas,the poor men exalt
The winter only
.....
Md. Abdul Msnnan Yaqubi
I have been burning
Since my birth,
And save human being
On the earth.
If I don't burn,
Man starts wailing,
And their downfall
Is ensuing.
People being struck
By starvation,
Ask me humbly when
l will burn.
Sometimes human works
Brings failure,
But my triumph remains
Ever sure.
........
THE THE THE SPRING IN BENGAL
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
...........
Trees are in flowers and
Bees are humming,
And birds thrilled with joy
Continue chirping.
Cooing constantly
Goes on in Bengal,
And this sweet song
Attracts all the people.
Air with the smell of flowers
Blows everywhere,ক
And mango trees in buds
look granular.
Now hawk cuckoos and
Magpies sing sweetly,
And the bird ' Bou Katha kow'
Sounds loudly.
Today nature wears
Very beautifully,
And all are charmed with
Tune, and hue highly.
The spring has driven
Away the cold air,
And blooming flowers
Beautify nature.
Roses, Dalias, tube roses
And Maloties,
Bloom everywhere with their
Respective beauties.
The Krishnachuras giving
Spirited flash,
Stand for the blood of
Achieving Bangladesh.
The sight of nature
Fascinates people,
And everyone are very
Cheerful in Bengal.
Now people are not
In fear of winter,
They are highly
Boisterous everywhere.
Today dullness from nature
Has gone by,
And bare trees hoist victory
Flags in the sky.
Now, the face of Bengal is
out of vile,
For, the Spring has given it
A happy smile.
........
,
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
.........
The world, at present, can't
Take pride in humanity,
Because of people's aggressive
Manners of cruelty.
All, being selfish, are busy for
Self interest always,
And never think of those persons
Who are the helpless.
Now man and woman avers
To religious practice,
And keep themselves engaged
In sinful activities.
People being irreligious
Have invited cruelty,
So, inhumanity reigns
The present society.
........
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
........
I pass my life inner the room only,
And make the unknown my own easily.
I illumine the house of other always,
And keep man joyful with my services.
I am not comparable to animal,
As my heart is full of affection for all.
Man gets strength by my inspiration,
That makes him successful in his mission.
My stars adorn his vast sky beautifully,
And my rain gives life to his land newly.
With love and devotion I make him great,
Despite of these, I never get respect.
...........
Md. Abdul Manan Yaqubi
.............
There is none who is perfect
In humanity,
So, everyone is on the wane
In reality.
Law and morality are
Absent everywhere,
And society seems to be
Engulfed in hell's fire.
There is a few men of action
And honesty,
All tame in them beast
That kills generosity.
Today men aren't conscious
Of solidarity,
And they loose it with the touch
Of modernity.
All the members lack good term
In the family,
And their disunity creates
Sadness seriously.
Man avers to religion and
Thinks of death never,
And they are attracted to
Luxury forever.
Chaos, quarrel, and murder are
Caused by trifling matters,
Thus unrest prevails
In the society all over.
Now, none can anywhere enjoy
Her or his freedom,
And these are the modern gifts
Of materialism.
.......
WANT OF WOMEN
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
Woman wants nothing
In life precious,
She wants man's love that
Makes her joyous.
She blooms in mankind
like a flower,
And offers honey, and beauty
With pleasure.
She is very soft hearted
By nature,
For this, she can cry in sulk
With tear.
If woman gets man's
Love perfectly,
She thinks her life
Successful really.
........
Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
A night without lady is passed
Sleeplessly and days with anxiety,
And everyday meals are also
Arranged for men with difficulty.
Men have to remain very anxious
All the time in want of women,
Yet, I always see women to be
Oppressed in society by men.
If the tender heart of the innocent
Woman is broken by man.
He must, into the ocean of suffering
And sorrows, be fallen.
Only the heretics can break
The heart of women into pieces,
And they are never seen to enjoy
Heavenly peace and happiness.
.........