How Can I Claim? Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE
How Can I Claim?
My dear! Please look at the moon rising
The new curved moon in the western sky
'EID' arrival Messenger the dearly moon is
I stand on a rugged urban building
I see the happy tide procession
I hear the cheerful sound of tiny boys
And the sounds of boiling squib
My dear! Please make your ear closer to these sounds
Listen with deep breath the inevitable bond of soul
The eternal nexus of humanity, imperishable love
No rich, no poor, no caste, no hue, no religion
For every human kind this tidal bond of soul
O' my dear, after all this I forget everything of your
and compose in your love the deceitful tale discrimination
and claim peace theory-
"The peace religion of any principles and actions is only mine! "
My dear! Please make your ear closer to these sounds Listen with deep breath the inevitable bond of soul. liked this verse very much. yes we poets should be able to listen to those minute voices which normally people in their busy schedule may not listen to.......... thank u dear Mahtab. tony
My dear! Please make your ear closer to these sounds Listen with deep breath the inevitable bond of soul The eternal nexus of humanity, imperishable love No rich, no poor, no caste, no hue, no religion For every human kind the tidal bond of soul........so touching and impressive with a lofty theme. Beautiful poem shared amazingly.10
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I hear the cheerful sound of tiny boys And the sounds of boiling squib happy time Happy day!