Best Granaries Poems

From my lowly bachelor’s house
Proudly christened ‘Embassy Fair’
I woke up to the chirping of birds
On the trees above and across the vale
And the riverine bushes...

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There In Morning Sun, Hope Circled Enticing Dreams


From inside gaping jaws, golden honey slow drips
its taste as if bitter hell came with deadly judgment
life turned...

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O, Chief Spirit,
thank you for the harvest
that fills our granaries
to the brim.

Thank you for the blue sky
that fills our souls with dreams
and beauty.

Thank you for...

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I make haste to the earth 
And anoint its rebirth
When my mother, the cloud, is above, 
And then mildly caress 
The irradiant dress
Of the hills...

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A civil war flared up and raged on for freedom
Unequal it was, this bloody war for honour and secession
The natives renamed their land Bangladesh
Inviting anew...

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behold now everything on this earth;
    the fields with abundance of grain,
    palm-grove harvests rich and fruitful,
  ...

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Sweet benign breeze swept my tears dry
When my heart bled and spilling out
On madness, loathing minds awry
Lead to crime where love fading out.

On the streets...

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Unbearable sun
Ant granaries set hoarding 
Beach-side, a haven

Scorching July heat
Camel's skin and fat melted 
Yet your love intact...

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I want to trust in other people,
That could be my biggest flaw,
Like God the Father, I am dreaming
All will come to love His law.

It’s sad...

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they say 
your thoughts
create your world
my third world was birthed
when the white storm
swept across our homesteads
do i get to recreate it
by simply thinking
of meadows and...

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Majesty, royalty
         such dignity, a rarity
Oh Purple,
         the color...

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Worried by worry
haunted by my own shadow
in a strangler-world I live!

He came, sat on the throne
for no reason he stuck in mud
around the throne

But left...

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We act like mortals,
racing along the threads
of time like mice in granaries.
Infinity is deep within our DNA,
hoping that one day we will illuminate
everywhere we were...

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Greatness of a nation and her people
Rests not in her fire-belching mouth
Emanates not from huge stomach of her granaries
Appears not in lethal power of her...

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There is no labor described as low and unworthy doing
nothing man does to earn genuine living makes one a dog
those who sit on rolling chairs...

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