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Fish Market : A Poem by Dr.Syed Md. Zainul Abedin

 

I  love to visit fish market .

Walking slowly with a basket

I look at the diverse collection

and enjoy their presentation.

Sometimes I  move around

and listen to  various sound

that a marketplace can offer

with bargain of customer.

I also look at the  fish vendor

to see how happy or sad his face.

This is really a great wonder

how he manages his work with grace.

I am afraid the vendor will lose his job

when the water body will die of pollution.

My journey to fish market will stop

if the anarchy continues without solution.

Forest Calls Me : A Poem by Dr.Syed Zainul Abedin

Forest calls me again and again.
Forest tells me to feel her pain.Feller cuts trees like slayer.
He does not give heed to her prayer.
Birds and butterflies flutter in fear.
Ferns and flowers shed their tear.
All other wildlife cry for life.
Cruel feller growls with knife.Forest calls me day and night.
Forest cries to see her plight.

I pretend to be busy over greater task.
Nobody knows me under my mask.
I give lecture and write against felling,
People get charmed by  story telling.
They give awards for my deed!
They chant slogans to inspire my bid!

Poor forest calls me again and again.
Her frantic calls die in vain.