Tag Archives: Poem

Petrol Bomb : A Poem By Dr.Syed Zainul Abedin

They craved to return to their sweet home
So they began journey in the dark night
The passengers could not imagine of tragic doom

Feelings of happy moments appeared like foam
Pleasures of achievements made them bright
They craved to return to their sweet home

The lovely bus was rushing to a fiery tomb
Inhumane rogues lurked out of sight
The passengers could not imagine of tragic doom

Suddenly the beasts of hell hurled petrol bomb
Fire swelled and swallowed with all its might
They craved to return to their sweet home

Scream of men,women and children created gloom
People rushed to the burning inferno in fright
The passengers could not imagine of tragic doom

Inhumane  power mongers have strange syndrome
People are pawns of them to secure their own right
They craved to return to their sweet home
The passengers could not imagine of tragic doom

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

The lady was a little shy
When I requested her to recite
But her heart wanted to try
The poem that hovered day and night

She started with low voice
Her face started to change
Signs of sorrow and rejoice
Were shown to interchange

Now,she was another person
Her voice rendered artistic narration
She performed a special session
She was transformed to an incarnation

Recitation was her passion
She recited poems for years
Once a poem created impression
She recited it with tears

A poem is the product of poet’s passion
The reciter presents it to the people
Poet and reciter belongs to the same mission
The message of the poem spreads like ripple

I admire the partnership of poets and reciters for creativity
Both of them have great devotion
Together they work for the betterment of humanity
The world should acknowledge their contribution

(Inspired by the extraordinary performance of a female reciter )

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

Life is neither poem nor prose
Life  is neither poppy nor rose

It may be smooth or harsh
Like pleasant breeze or burning brush

Everyone has to face the reality
With passion,commitment and ability

Perfect person may not win the prize
While a handicap may give surprise

Dream,devotion and drive for goal
May make one honored and successful

I greet challenged persons from my heart
You have conquered through your art

Your success is a lesson for us all
You will always shine and never fall

(Tribute to successful persons with disability)

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

Sense seems overcast

Restless words race in my brain

Poem will be born

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

 

Termite is cryptic in nature
Even a brave person fears this creature
Rat is also equally harmful
I bet they can never be cool
They damage everything day and night
None can beat them in any fight
When they are attacked from one side
They turn around and take a hide
There are worse creature on the earth
Who have human face with dirty birth
They do more harm than savage animal
We may call them ugly manimal
You can see them here and there
To save your life take urgent care

(Manimal is like vampires, wolves ,ghosts and aliens)

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

http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/zainul/1026871/

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.