Naeem Aziz, poem
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Md. NAEEM AZIZ - BANGLADESH
Md. Naeem Aziz is a Bangladeshi poet, author, engineer, and photographer, born on 10 December 1998. He is best known for his poetry and photography. His literary works have gained international recognition, and one of his poems has been included in an English literature textbook in Italy. Through his writing, he explores themes of humanity, society, history, and emotion.
FAR VOYAGE
LIBERTY OR DEATH
They took our country from us,
They took our lands from us.
Yet could not chain our voice,
Nor silence freedom's poise.
They burnt our homes to dust,
They crushed our dreams unjust.
But still we rise with flame,
With liberty in name.
They're harming our people,
They're killing our lives.
They are the most punishable,
In depth of our eyes.
Are you people ready for
Liberty or death?
Our goal stands for
Liberty or death.
Our freedom is our breath,
Our oath is liberty or death.
We'll break their chain,
Or perish in the rain.
THE HARLOT OF THE EAST
In the hour when daylight bled into rust,
I saw a young girl dragged through the dust.
Her eyes were rain, her face full of pain,
As humanity drowned in greed and shame.
Her father was helpless with fever and debt,
Coins were borrowed as time was the fate.
Then poverty sharpened its merciless blade,
A daughter's deal that made her a slave.
I purchased not a body that night,
But only time to stand beside her fight.
A crushing debt that broke a human life,
Turned streets and walls into chains of night.
Before the sun rose and shone,
My messenger returned with coins I owned.
The debt was paid and humanity won,
Freedom was the gift that left her reborn.
RULE OVER ASHES
In my country where shadows loom,
Ruler cast a pall of gloom.
When Justice Call,
Students stands tall.
They sacrificed their lives,
Answering the call.
They accepted martyrdom,
To bring justice for all.
To rule a nation
To rule a country,
Killing is the only key
Ruler thinks as glory.
Thousands were killed,
Thousands were harmed
Rule over Ashes,
Is the way she learn.
If cruelty brings you joy
Then you're no human.
If you enjoy ruling over dead bodies
Then you're no human.
A heart of flesh, full of compassion
In merciless acts, finds no fashion.
In false joy finds only hollow
A human's path they cannot follow.
Every single life matters
Is the song we play,
In the blink of time
Justice leads the way,
When darkness falls
We'll light the night,
With patience and hope
We'll set things right.
THE LOVING GIRL
A girl I saw in my dream,
Black long hair she has, like a queen.
The eyes of the girl is black,
Mountain is the place she love.
The girl wants to live, beside the sea
But never went, to the heart of the sea.
The girl love to see the Moon,
Moon lover is her tune.
The girl wants to travel the world,
For this, she wants to be the bird.
The girl I saw in my dream,
Black long hair she has, like a queen.
Prepared for publication by Angela Kosta
