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Leukemia : A Poem by Dr.Syed Md. Zainul Abedin

Wailing of cicada filled the air,
The home seems dead despite its splendor.
Beauty of spring lost its flair,
Shadow of grief gripped young and elder.

The little boy charmed all by intelligence,
His hunger for knowledge was well known.
A disease harbored in his blood in silence
To summon all neighbors to mourn.

The father of the boy became speechless,
His dream for making him a prince has gone.
His happy  life has turned to a mess,
Memories of the sweet child prick as thorn.

An old man walked to the mourning father,
He touched him softly and uttered.
“God protects all creatures with love forever.
Please keep strength of mind and stay steadfast”

The broken person remained silent for a while,
Tears rolled down his cheeks like stream.
He remembered his son’s pain and smile,
His emotions burst out like scream.

The old man embraced the person with love,
They cried together praising the innocent boy.
The place was blessed by divine dove,
The person tossed the child’s clothing and toy.

Diseases like leukemia bring premature death.
People lament the loss and renew their faith.

The Singer : A Poem by Dr.Syed Md. Zainul Abedin

The singer burst into tears
His voice choked by sad memories and fears
The audience got stunned to see this state
They knew nothing about the fact or fate

The singer sobbed and sobbed for some time
The anchor tried hard to restrain as a pantomime
He began to express the painful story at length
He looked confident and having enough  strength

He told,my heart has been filled with grief
Please listen to the event in brief
Then he told how his father was murdered in his presence
He presented a clear account in full sense

He  remembered how elegantly his father bade him to run away
To save his own life rather than to stay
He confessed that he was very selfish
He left his beloved father dying in anguish

His lament touched the hearts of all in the audience
They all stood and showed deep sense of grievance

 

 

 

(The singer stopped singing at the memories of the gruesome murder of his father)

 

 

Please visit the following link to read the poem with reviews in WritersCafe :

http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/zainul/1088532/

 

Intelligent Little Train Passenger – By Syed Zainul Abedin

The little girl came with her parents in the large compartment of the train which stopped at the Jessore station.She was wearing a red sweater.She looked very happy in the biting chilly weather.Perhaps the train journey was a great pleasure for her.

The little girl sat for a while in the chair.But soon she started to move from place to place as the train started to move towards Dhaka.At first she came to her father who sat close to the window.Then she looked to the outside and showed the crops,people and domestic animals to her father.She became very excited when she saw the fields of mustard.She expressed her joy like a dancing butterfly.She had special love for the yellow flowers of the mustard field.At one time I joined her passion and showed her the fields of yellow mustard from the moving train.She soon befriended with me.

The little girl then walked to the other side of the compartment.She was soon joined by a number of children around her age.They gathered around us and started to see the moving sceneries from the window of the train.She asked her mother to give her toys and she organized the other children to play in joy.

At one point,a book seller came in front of the playing children.The agile girl insisted to have a story book.Her father purchased one story book.But she could not read the book.But,this did not stop her to enjoy the trip.She requested me to read the story to the children.I became very pleased to see the intelligence of the little girl.I was spell bound and started to read aloud the story based upon the folk literature.The story was about a daughter-in-law who was kidnapped by a witch and later rescued by her husband through the assistance of learned witch manager.There were many illustrations in the book.The girl and the children enjoyed the story and asked me read other stories from the book.

The girl switched soon to other activity.She asked the other children to go back to their parents and wanted to walk with her father.Her father took her to another compartment .They came back after half an hour.She took some pickles and orange in her packet.She sat again on her chair by my side.Now she was more happy to get her favorite food.She asked me take some fruit.I became very happy to see her courtesy.

After about twelve hours the train reached Dhaka.I was traveling alone.The intelligent little girl was a great companion and fellow passenger.I still remember her cute face and lovely activities.She left the compartment with her parents.I bid her farewell and wished to see her again.