Research Oriented Esssy- Desireness, Humanness And Truth in Sabina Yeasmin's Poetry, Author - Dr. Manoranjan Das

Desireness, Humanness And Truth in Dr. Sabina Yeasmin's Poetry

Dr.Manoranjan Das

       Dr. Sabina Yeasmin, the evergreen poetess through philisophy endows her idea, relating to  desireness, humanness and truth where life's dealing and reeling are  iterated about, and

the searching instead, for dearness, humanneess and truth, that  she asserts, the concept of life is represented through  a profound intersection of economics, morality, and philosophy.She has the awakening through silence, relating to human attachment.Thus, she writes,

'A sense of duty awakens the silent voice of conscience within the human soul,
Breaking pride, it reveals the harsh and truthful path of life.
Shattering the illusions of attachment, it opens the true path of action,
Where one learns to carry the weight of one’s own ....'1

        Togetherly speaking, the bridge  between men's material-survival and their emotional capacity for empathy are  searched for absolute reality through the experiences where total reality of works and actvities

refers to high cost of life's dearness which is allowencing with  designed offset of rising cost of imagination and living. She follows the becomings of management through truth and beauty.Thus, she writes,

'A life without action leaves emptiness deep within the soul,
And time becomes nothing but a measure of endless loss.
The one who understands duty kindles the true light within the heart,
And in those hands is built the beautiful world of the future.'2

          Assurably speaking, Dr.Sabina Yeasmin has carried an emotional resonance which denotes that something or someone held close and cherished with dearness, and,the paradox of material dearness, that is scarcity and high value are  often assembled  with emotional dearness  that owes to unconditional love and relationships, which are priceless. She knows, human nature is practised with the system of life's deeds. Thus, it may be added,

'However exquisitely human nature may have been described by writers, the true practical system can be learned only in the world.'3


         It is to say smoothly that Dr.Sabina Yeasmin refers that humanness, that is the capacity for empathy is definined the traits of men's shared capacity for compassion, vulnerability, morality, and self-reflection are mixed with the life's incidents and accidents. She has the walking through language, bearing the seeming of farmer's philosophy where the sustaining life is awakened.Thus, she writes,

'I sit beneath the open sky, paper and pen in hand—
below, a shepherd walks slowly across the field,
and through the melody of his flute, blue silence drifts away.
In the distance, a farmer breaks through layers of earth;
the sun mingles with his sweat, giving birth to the grain of life.
With every strike of his spade,
the soil seems to reclaim its own name.
I do not descend into the earth—
my body does not know the language of that labor.
Yet I dig through words,
where, instead of soil, layers of unspoken meaning lie buried.
Just as the shepherd’s flute awakens the field,
my sentences too seek to awaken time.'4

       Skillfully speaking, she , the well-known poetess remarks that the spiritual view, that is, philosophers and spiritual teachers emphasize that true humanness means looking past artificial social facades to connect with the divine or universal spirit within. She uncovers the truth openness through the meaning of the human soul, that is realising to birth.Thus, she writes,

'As the farmer’s spade uncovers the truth of the earth,
my pen opens the deeper layers of thought.
The world is excavated in two ways—
one through soil, then other through meaning.
One sustains life,
the other awakens consciousness.
And I have descended into the second excavation—
where words are woven into the human soul,
and silence teaches the articulation of truth.
For in the excavation of the pen, no blood is shed—
instead, new realizations are born.'5

           Truthfully speaking, Dr.Sabina Yeasmin is connected to a condition which is owed to delicate a balance between our inherent goodness and the societal conditioning that clouds it. She carries the natural beauty, sweetening with the brightness where enjoying is transparent to glittering. Thus, it may be added, 

'I spy natural super beauty
And I feel her sweet light.
My mind falls into her beauty.
As she seems to brigh
To a natural lover,
Also to me , she seems so clear.
 Alone I sat on a chair, one day,
In vision, I went to a bay.
Being fascinated  I was enjoying to her bay.
I saw her  transparent water 
And it was glittering as silver.6

         Authentically speaking, she, the great poetess is ultimatised with truth and reality where  existential fact is moralised with truth which is the underlying, unchanging reality of existence. She carries the silence through the disappearing dreamy winds where heartbeat is to come to language and here the connectivity is glimmered too. Thus, she writes,

'A city floating upon the weary chest of time, where the hands of the clock silently lean toward the water, where land slowly disappears into the depth of the currents, and water becomes the only path, language, and shelter of life—this is Venice, a living poem written upon the face of the Italy.

Here, there are no roads, only winding blue canals, where the waves both guide the way and lose themselves within it; every stream feels like a long sigh of memory, keeping the city alive in an eternal silence.

A black melody called the gondola drifts upon the water, and with the gondolier’s oar awakens a music woven from love and sorrow. The waves are no longer merely water; they become the heartbeat of the soul, an invisible language of poetry.

The stone houses stand upon the shoulders of time, carrying centuries of light, dust, and history upon their walls. Through the cracks of their windows fall the whispers of lost days, as though the walls themselves still love someone in silence.

The bridges here are not merely connections, but eternal questions suspended between two distances. To cross from one side to another is to touch once again the lost fragments hidden within  golden touch,'7

                        Notwithstandingly speaking, Dr.Sabina Yeasmin enlolls her idea through poetry that is living a peaceful life, both human behavior through humanness and material pursuits with dearness must align with what is fundamentally true and authentic rather than illusionary.   She accelerates with the descending of light where the melody is meant to flowing. She accentuates that the kissing of light is endowed to embracement , by transforming of silence whispers with the truth. Thus, she writes,

'Dawn descends like a golden touch, writing the first kiss of light upon the face of the water. And when evening arrives, the sky breaks into crimson poetry, where light and shadow embrace each other like lovers.

When night comeiis, the city transforms into a mirror afloat with stars, and the water becomes the inverted reflection of the sky. In the depth of silence is born an unheard melody, heard only by the heart—not by language, but by the soul’s own listening.

This city speaks nothing aloud, yet every wave, every bridge, every glimmer of light softly whispers an eternal truth—love does not mean remaining still; love means flowing endlessly.'8

            Utteringly speaking, Dr. Sabina Yeasmin deepens herself through poetry, truth is the anchor that prevents  humanness from becoming artificial and keeps men's attachments genuinely. Thus, a poem on her,

' You are blue bubbles of life
Where inner principle is roared,
Philosophising with thought
That your  acts are  really geared.
Your particular thought is for manhood
Where domes of wooes
are roared.
Your deeds are for humanity really;
And that must be 
enriched globally.'9

        It's to say really, Dr. Sabina Yeasmin's poetry carries that soul is  being the same in all,  men realise that they are close to all, and, from the worldly point of view, to do for others  means charity and helping them; and, the entire creation has emerged from truth and it will merge back in truth where the unsullied truth pervades everywhere. She has touched to the kiss, by reflecting to mean with flowing.Thus, she writes,

'Dawn descends like a golden touch, writing the first kiss of light upon the face of the water. And when evening arrives, the sky breaks into crimson poetry, where light and shadow embrace each other like lovers.

When night falls, the.  city transforms into a mirror afloat with stars, and the water becomes the inverted reflection of the sky. In the depth of silence is born an unheard melody, heard only by the heart—not by language, but by the soul’s own listening.

This city speaks nothing aloud, yet every wave, every bridge, every glimmer of light softly whispers an eternal truth—love does not mean remaining still; love means flowing endlessly.'10

          Dr. Sabina Yeasmin feels that  human heart turns the tables on such an idea by insisting that  focusing solely on facts is actually not often the way to understand an object. She adhers, by allowing mountain like truth where silence is owed to humanity. Thus, she writes,

'I never wanted to become something great,
I only wanted to become human-
but this world
does not easily allow a person to become human.
Everywhere there are calculations, greed, false face—

sometimes I feel ashamed of myself.
Yet I did not give up,
I stood alone inside the night,
and I saw
even a small truth
can sit like a mountain upon the chest.
I have fallen in love—
with my country, with people,
with the fire that burns
inside the eyes of a hungry child.

I am told—
stay silent,
be like everyone else—
but I could not.
Because I have seen
that silence slowly means
killing oneself.

So I speak,
I do not stop even when I am wrong—
I keep speaking.
Because still inside me
a human being is alive.
And as long as that being lives,
I will keep writing-
not against this world,
but for this world.'11

        Above all, Dr. Sabina Yeasmin's poetry holds and circulates the particulars of reality, bearing the experience of absoluteness where desireness, humanness and truth are roamed about.

References

1. Sense of Duty; Dr.Sabina Yeasmin; Swapner Vela Sahitya Patrika (website); Aurangabad,  Murshidabad; India; 28th June, 2026;

2. Ibid;

3. Fielding, The New Dictionary of Thoughts,Ed. T. Edwards D.D.& Others, Standard Lit., India, 2002, P-280;

4. Excavation by the Pen; Dr.Sabina Yeasmin; Add. As No.1;

5. Ibid;

6. A Palace, The Unbroken Words of the Blue Planet; Dr.Md Ejaj Ahamed;  Dream Raft Pub., Aurangabad, Murshidabad-742201; 2025; P-72;

7. Dr. Sabina Yeasmin; Venice, the City of Water: The Flow if Love; As No.1;

8. Ibid,

9.  Instant Poetry;  Writer, M.Das

10. As No.9;

11. ' I Still Want To...' Dr. Sabina Yeasmin, Swapner Vela Sahitya Patrika (website), Aurangabad, Murshidabad, India, 28th June; 2026;