Genocide -71 by Poet Hafiz Rashid Khan

Horror dark night
Horrific children are-
Hanging tilted on mother’s neck
Interrelate are soundless-
Thrilled and frightened
Heartbroken weeping showers-
From their eyes.

Bit by bit aggressor firing
Sounding least or faster
Firing from cannon shell, bomb and machine guns
Life is hell under the turmoil pressure of ghost
Elderly men and women-
Bow down to their heads into jainamaz
The killer sucking nasty and rusty humiliate…
Oh god!
Dry soil floating blood on as river tidal.

Death bodies lying under the shadow of grass roots
Shivery traders, rickshaw pullers and-
Service oriented persons.

Poor people’s huts, crafted beauty constructed houses
Fire flame roaring horrific thrilled destruction
Ill fated farmers and their innovation-
Destroyed fields and dismayed by fire arms and crashed into ashes
Urban life and outlook of golden cover so on-
Food grains of villages got destroyed with filthy by boot
Under these animal zontas did hell of destruction
This scenario of poem- horror night-
Nineteen seventy one march twentieth of century

 

Translated by Syed Rafiqul Alam

 

Father of the nation  by Hafiz Rashid Khan

To begin with, you are a reflect image of glory
Days are laughing in an arena joyful and splendid
Show to us solid and solicit path of destination
Glorious focus at heart and soul, outside and inside.

Pragmatism concept of six point passed five decades
We were stand by huge uncountable in and around holding sticks
And still as long as we preserve you in the core of our hearts
Hermit like house to house meeting stream of riverine

You are indeed a greatest nation founder
Classic guard and alertness, what you deserve.
You destroyed serfdom colonization.
You are on head, far and far huge sky
Red and green national flag will remain forever.

 

Translated by Syed Rafiqul Alam

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