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    Poems
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    Poems

    By Israfil Sahibdeen

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    This book of poems written by a Caribbean writer Israfil Sahibdeen, is based on personal physical experiences as well as the experiences of close friends, although a few poems are based on spirituality. Departure of the Spirit, Soul, Call on Him, just to name a few. The poem Put Something Away was written in the year 1963. The idea first came about hearing my Grandfather saying to my relatives and warning them not to spend all their earnings, but to put some away for the rainy day. What he was really saying to put some cash in the bank, so one day you will be able to achieve greater things (home).

    The poem Where Is My Home is about a friends home that was burned-down New Years Day 2011. This brings sadness and distress not only to my friend, but to many who witness this great disaster. This is a poem of grief and sadness. The poem Yesterday, is based on the stages of life, from the mothers womb to birth and eventually death.

    The poems found in this book , makes good reading, not only for young poets but for those in the area of literature.

    - Ramdaye Sahibdeen
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherXlibris US
    Release dateApr 23, 2012
    ISBN9781469126364
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      Poems - Israfil Sahibdeen

      Copyright © 2012 by Israfil Sahibdeen.

      Library of Congress Control Number:      2012907120

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

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      Contents

      Voices

      Good-Bye

      Voice from Beyond

      Put Something Away

      Dry Season Is Here

      Call Him

      The Gardener

      January 24, 2010

      Lines

      The Scarecrow

      Scorpion

      Son of God

      Country

      Where Is My Home

      Daybreak

      A Flower’s Fear

      The Lord, My Friend

      I See It All

      The Stallions

      Work

      The Woodwork Shop

      Helpless

      Departure of a Friend

      Soul

      Overworked

      Lost

      Poetry

      The Moon

      The Sun

      Death

      Love

      Never Worry

      Yesterday

      Bird

      Holy Feet

      Mystery Feet

      Easter

      June

      Being a Child

      L

      Pumping Jack

      My Radio

      Medical Discovery

      Love and Hate

      War and Hate

      Don’t Chase the Birds

      Freedom Fighter

      Street People

      Love Hurts

      It’s Love

      Departure of the Spirit

      The Dirty Monkey

      In behalf of my loving wife, Ramdaye Sahibdeen

      Voices

      113425-SAHI-layout.pdf

      Grandpa!

      Grandpa!

      Is that you?

      Many voices in one

      like sounds of trumpets

      from heaven—

      Grandpa!

      Grandpa!

      I thought you were dead

      Did we not leave you

      sleeping

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