I was a student of class nine,
And the class was on algebra
Sir was busy to teach how to take
COMMON in some factor like some;
My dull brain was busy to discover
The answer-what is the common
In everyone to say in every human being?
My mind failed on that immature day.
Not only on that day but
Years passed, I failed.
And my mind did and do
And also is doing many things,
But to catch a conclusion.
'We are the common men…..
…..' was the starting speech of
A leader in Brigade plenam of the cpi(m) in Kolkata.
The very word COMMON Compels me to
contemplate again on my lost
Question and its answer.
I catch the train at Howrah Station.
It starts to run…runs and
Stops at some stations
Fixed for this. I was
Sitting beside a window and
Eyes were to the outside skyline and to the earth
though not my mind.
Is it not an epiphany when I Tell YES?
I invent, though you may
Call it a discovery………
Everyone writes poems early Or late,
And everyone is written in a poem Or poems.
©sk Nurul Huda for 'Songs of 26'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem