Elegiac Earthquake Poem by Ahmad Shiddiqi

Elegiac Earthquake

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One by one
They shook
One by one
They cracked

One by one
They broke
One by one
They drowned

Look around
West Java
Tasikmalaya
Cry aloud

Look around
West Sumatra
Padang, Pariaman
Tears spread

The earth
Where we stand upon
The sea
Where we sail afar

The house
Where we live in
The road
Where we walk on

They've moved
They've sent fear
Hundreds souls
Fly to the sky

They've smashed
They've crashed
Hundreds hearts
Fell apart

Oh Our Dear God
In Whose Hand Souls Is
You give us countless gifts
But we've used them for wrong deeds

Oh Our Dear God
The Most Gracious The Most Merciful
You give us precious wealth and health
But we've used them to torture others

How many lies
We've said to people
How many darkness
We've threatened nature

How greed we are
But we've act so innocent
How hatred we are
But we've act so sincere

Heaven and Earth
When you are angry
No one and nothing
Can stand still

Heaven and Earth
When you are fighting back
Children and adults
Are sadly dead

All leaders
Look into your hearts
All citizen
Look inside your souls

Everybody
Watch your steps
Everyone
Watch your intentions

We deeply weep
Corpses like dropping rain
We deeply wound
Helpless in terrible pain

We gently warn
To our beloved friends
We have to keep the Faith
Whatever might be in God we trust

Oh You Are The Greatest
We beg you to forgive our sins
Oh You Are The Noblest
We bow you to forgive our stupidity

Oh You Are The All Mighty
We pray you to bless us
Oh You Are The Most Powerful
We pray you to care us

Oh God
Send Your Angels
To hold their pity spirits
And welcome them to the Green Garden

Oh God
Send Your Mercy
To pour their fragile hearts
So they can reach the Light of Paradise

(with deep sadness and sympathy to victims of earthquake in Indonesia)

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Marieta Maglas 07 October 2009

Well written narrative poem, touching...........10++++++++

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Ency Bearis 06 October 2009

a very touching write and presented well in verses....a sad thing that happened to those innocent people...my prayers to them and to your country with this disastrous calamity.

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Lynda Robson 06 October 2009

My thoughts and prayers are with all those who have suffered, you have a good heart Ahmad, 10 Lynda xx

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Philosophy of a DewyFlower 05 October 2009

I read it 3 times... your poem melted my Heart, I had tears... it's evident this masterpiece was penned sincerely and devotedly, with much love and much care... you succeeded in shaking and quaking my neurons... when the way is for the Natural Disasters we has no thing to do just down on knees and rise our hands. may GOD send His Mercy and Compassion May THE LORD bless you Ahmad I clapped for your masterwork... 10+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

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Ruerd Visser 05 October 2009

Let all those who live on Gods earth remember that it´s he who gives and takes us what we are use to call ours. Would we share the wealth bestowed upon us the earth would recipocate whit a benevolent embrace. For she is our mother that cares for us even though we´ve neglected her. May angels soothe all those affected, Boomwisperer Ruerd

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Aijaz Asif 15 November 2009

Ameen bro, my prayers are with you too with my tears....it is a powerful write indeed with hidden message, thanks for sharing your tears with us bro and God Bless You.... rgds asif

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Ramesh T A 31 October 2009

Sitting on hot seat and writing about real tragedy indeed need great will and courage! Life is a great circus there!

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Sandra Martyres 13 October 2009

A very touching narrative Ahmad...the powerful and sincere prayer is a perfect ending to this poem - thanks for sharing it

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Raj Nandy 08 October 2009

A GREAT TRIBUTE TO THE VICTIMS OF THE EARTHQUAKE, ENDING WITH A FERVENT PRAYER TO GOD! THANKS FOR SHARING! -Raj

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Michael Gale 08 October 2009

The Devil shook his great big fat tummy which felled all other poor souls... The devil laughed as shook. Those many lives, that he took... Come, now, espye and look. Look at all the torcher... In Satin's book. The suffering of all sad faces... In the country, of all, the races. Can you, now weep, for the dead and gone? ... Can we smile once more, before the next dawn? Not likely, in this age... Cannot you, or I, feel all the rage? Happiness-no more... The people are sad and sore. Weep a final tear... For something, else, we might not fear. Your poem got a moving ten from me.

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Ahmad Shiddiqi

Ahmad Shiddiqi

Semarang, Central Java, Indonesia
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