THE SONG OF A BRAVE SON

       THE SONG OF A BRAVE SON

Md, Abdul Mannan Yaqubi
      
Being a brave son of Bengal
I live like a hero proudly,
And keep my head ever high
Hoisting my flag valiantly -
              I live like a hero proudly.

I am the hero of truth to vanish
Falsehood and unjust,
I always favour, truth,Justice
And turn all crimes into dust.
I lead the divergent
To the path of fight cordially -
             I live like a hero proudly.

In the World I fear no one
But God, the Almighty ever,
At the sight of me, all the sinners
Begin trembling with fear.
I think my land is my tree in which
I bloom very nicely -
             I live like a hero proudly.

I'll keep the sectarian amity strong
Among the people,
Thus my independent country will be
More and more peaceful.
For the weak and the sufferer I will
Work and fight only -
             I live like a hero proudly.
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SAVE THE COUNTRY, SAVE THE PEOPLE

SAVE THE COUNTRY, SAVE THE                    PEOPLE

Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi

Save the country

Save the people

Kick the tyrant

Be forcible.

                  Oust the Satan

                  From the power

                  Be courageous 

                  Never fear.

Use the power 

Break the tower 

Catch criminals

Dwelling there.

                  Tread them down

                  Like the brute,

                  Take all those

                  That they loot.

Find out shelter

Of the sinner,

Set on fire 

Sooner there.

                  Strike grabbers

                  With hammers,

                  And do it also

                  To bribers. 

Falsehood , chaos

And corruption,

Abolish them  

From thy nation.

                 Cut the tongues of

                 Bloodsuckers,

                And those of 

               Cheats and liars. 

Thus, the country

And the people,

Will be happy 

After all.

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TREES

                 TREES

 Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqaubi

The tree is one of the gifts

                         Of the Creator,

So, to all useful things,

                            It's superior.

                  

It makes the land

                  More beautiful really

And gives us delicious

                   Food plentifully.

By trees human life on earth

                  Becomes precious,

And people are attracted

                       With their flowers.

Trees prevent natural

                   Disaster's arrival,

And invite rain to make

                   Land cultivable.

Trees being the best gifts of God

               And His blessings.

  With them people on earth

               Make all useful things.

Trees keep the balance

               Of our environment.

And always make

             The human being affluent.

O dear friends, our survival

                      Depends on trees,

Be conscious to grow trees

                      And protect them please.

                     . .....

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SITAKUND

SITAKUND

Md. Abdul Mannan Yaqubi

                     ...........

Between the hill and the bay

              You can see,

A charming upland which will

               Hit your fancy.

            

People on this land and birds

             In the forest,

       Live happily and enjoy

             The nature best.

Here flowers and fruits dance

            Nicely in the bough,

And the bird sings when the air

      Hums a tune sough.

In this land, the melodious

         Bird's chirping,

Welcomes the morning and

        Farewells the evening

When bushes  are glowed at night

          With the fireflies,

They, like the starry sky on the land,

          Look so nice.

         

The king of sky by day and

         His queen at night,

Make this glorious land

    Attractive and bright.

It gets a lot of worthy

      Gifts of nature,

And they're endless in  all

      Seasons of the year.

Different flowers fruits and corns

             Ornate the land,

So, poverty can't come here

              With its wild hands.

Here golden crops are 

       Grown immeasurably, 

Thus holy peasants pass 

     Their lives peacefully.

Men of various creeds

      Live here with amity,

And enjoy a peaceful life

        In reality.

Here people are united, kind

         Helpful and dear, 

As though members of a

         Family,  they are.

The hill of Sita, a Hindu

          Shrine is here,

And the cascade of the Eco-park

          Looks wonder.

Business, education,rite,sight

             Sound and culture,

    Make the land busy like a

               Permanent fair.

The fairy land becomes fade

            To this ground,

Which is the place of my birth

             Named Sitakund.

                    ..........

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