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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.

Malice : A Poem by Dr Syed Md Zainul Abedin

Listen to the story of an innocent boy
He bought birds to share his care
They were his passion and not any toy

Lovely little birds were source of joy
Their songs brought children from far and near
Listen to the story of an innocent boy

The birds din’t like who came to annoy
They enjoyed melodies of songs on prayer
They were his passion and not any toy

One day a jealous youth made a ploy
He dropped poison into the feeder
Listen to the story of an innocent boy

The dirty youth learnt only to destroy
His nasty act brought tears and despair
They were his passion and not any toy

Malice of people snatch away joy
Let’s hate their ugly and  sinful affair
Listen to the story of an innocent boy
They were his passion and not any toy




Manner : A Poem by Dr Syed Md Zainul Abedin

 

 

Some love to compare and sigh for no reason

As if they are captive in the self made prison


They  always  try to measure others’ treasure

They feel jealous when others seem better


They gloat if others have less than them

And make all efforts to feel deep shame


I hate those who find joy in humiliation

They are like beast in the shape of human


Their manner hurts many innocent hearts

They are always merciless and harsh


I hope such people will change for ever

To live with others for friendly favor



The Farmhouse – A Poem of Syed Zainul Abedin

The farmhouse is lively in the serene December,
The music of the victory is humming everywhere.
The farmer feels no fatigue in arranging the festival,
Disappeared all troubles and blood freezing fear.

It was a very hard time just the other day,
The demons plundered the paddy of the farm.
Hundreds of the farmers’ sons lost their lives,
Housewives embraced death of honour to resist harm.

The farmhouse turned elated with joy once again,
Million names,blood and sweat are now events of the past.
Hills of paddy swelled up in the farmyard,
Jubilant butterflies and swans move around fast.

The farmer’s innocent son sits beside the grave of his mother,

Weeps fearlessly placing fresh flowers in her honour.