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In a lonely moment
A moment....
Some minutes,
Some hours or more.
It’s a moment.....
Sky in peace,
Blanketed clouds,
Dreaming stars,
the night asleep.
A book reads
Its own lines,
a flute plays
In my veins.
Hopes drafting routes – to
Climb the heights,
with future spouse.
Tears washes
Dirt of thoughts,
Grounded forehead
Inquires wrong deeds.
Mind admires created,
Soul praises creator!
Hisham Hussain, Puttalam, Sri Lanka.
Note:This is a translation of the Tamil language original poem composed by me. This (drawing with the poem) is on permanent exhbition on the wall of the Open University of Sri Lanka, Puttalam Study Centre (my home town).
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Comment by cold moon on July 9, 2011 at 7:56 Hello HH :hisham hussain !! what a nice poem!!! thanx for sharing its here :D
and by the way the translation is very good :D:D:D well done ^ _ ^
keep it up!!!!
have a nice day :)
Comment by tHe uLtImAtE on June 14, 2011 at 20:06 woow .. brother Hhussain ... this is awsome ...really wonderful ... i diddn't know that u can write poems .just keep going ..very touching words
Comment by Musayeva on June 9, 2011 at 18:01
Comment by Addel on June 1, 2011 at 10:34 Well nice to meet you "Hashim the poet"... i really appreciate your work with heart.... isnt it....!!!
a beautiful composition having a lovely depicted scenery representing your inner beauty... :)
keep it up n best of luck.....:)
best regards,
-addel-
Comment by lucia ryan on June 1, 2011 at 10:14 wow awesome....Hisham
you tried to conquered me by poem
I am fainting now.....:(
Comment by kinana on May 30, 2011 at 19:40
Comment by lilya lilya on May 30, 2011 at 15:55
Comment by Naveed for you™ on May 30, 2011 at 11:00
Comment by Irina on May 30, 2011 at 4:50 HH, My dear brother, you have shown us a poem full of hope and optimism. You have made it look perfect and clear in English as if its written in English language in the first place. Really I admire the sense of hope and the source of happiness in this piece of art.
I liked those lines:
Sky in peace,
Blanketed clouds,
Dreaming stars,
the night asleeps.
A book reads
Its own lines,
a fule plays
In my viens.
Good HH, thanks for showing us such a great poem.
Regards
Night
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