Keeping ventilator in the home is not enough,
For it allows flow of air only in the room.
When a person struggles for breathing,
He may be gripped by dread of doom.
A doctor or nurse can comfort the patient
With a medical ventilator at this stage.
This device may be quite sufficient
If the person is blessed regardless of age.
But everyone is not fortunate during pandemic.
Doctor has to decide to disconnect the device.
The nurse has to comply despite quite traumatic,
The health worker may feel guilty of vice.
Besides these two types of life saving tools,
Another ventilator may have invisible presence.
This is not tangible,but may be felt even by fools.
This ventilates humanity in the name of conscience.
At this juncture of civilization hypocrites flourish,
Let’s invite divine force to rush and punish.
Posted in Ventilator
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Heaps of papers were gathered there
I will write an epic with care
I am gleaning stories of life
The epic will be fine and fair
Heaps of papers were trimmed with knife
Events will be penned to play the best fife
I am screening the meaningful cases
For depicting social and family strife
Heaps of papers await with infinite pages
Their agonies magnified through ages
They are always ready to record all
They hate rotting in confined cages
Heaps of papers,however, cannot troll
They give honor to people,big or small
So,they allow more time for my epic
They believe I will respond to their call
Heaps of papers are unhappy in my attic
But my mood tends to be static
I must strive to be charismatic
So I should be sincere and systematic
Posted in Epic
Tagged epic, heaps, life, papers
Praise from a pure heart
Brings immense strength and pleasure
Life gets new vigor
Posted in Council Session & Annual General Meeting of Krishibid Institution,Bangladesh(KIB), Praise : A Poem by Dr.Syed Md. Zainul Abedin
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The chair was vacant in the room.
Stream of thoughts started to roam.
What happened to the person?
Where has he gone?
When will he come?
Why the air is so calm?
How will I know what has happened?
Who is around to tell me about my friend?
The chair is a symbol of life.
It tells about happiness and strife.
We crave for a chair and cheer when get one.
Fate steals away the person as a strange fun.
Posted in Chair : A Poem by Dr.Syed Md. Zainul Abedin
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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)
Posted in Handicap : A Poem by Dr Syed Md Zainul Abedin
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Life is a blessing
Its beauty grows forever
Love to see winners
Award inspires all
Many left ignored for life
Great ones live in deeds