The little boy shivered in biting cold
Still he was serving food for young and old
The boy rushed from table to table
His speed matched only with fable
Suddenly a plate fell on the ground
All became alert by the breaking sound
The hotelier rushed to the boy and slapped on the face
He became furious and lost all grace
The guests of the hotel were busy with eating
They looked listless about his beating
A girl stood and asked the owner to stop
He spared him and returned to his place of the shop
The poor boy started his work again in fear
The savior girl watched him from near
The boy looked at her with grateful eyes
She saw that he wore a thin cloth to her surprise
She left the hotel and went to her class
Then she went to the market with her purse
She bought a sweater and returned soon
She beckoned the boy and offered the boon
The face of the boy became bright with smile
He bounced like a bird for a while
The girl felt very happy at the divine sight
She thought at least once she honored human right
( Smile embraced the life of a little boy who was given a warm cloth in biting cold)
Posted in Smile : A Poem by Dr.Syed Md. Zainul Abedin
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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.
Posted in Forest Calls Me
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