How can I write poems on the Moon tonight
When fight
Is going on against those wild beasts
Who are doing feast
With the meat of my brothers and sisters?
How can I write verses tonight on stars
When the soil of Earth is soaked with the blood
Of my people? When flood
Of death and suffering
Has submerged my home, then how can I sing
The songs of Spring? I play
The flute of war day and night, night and day
Forgetting the moonlight, beloved's kiss
And all false peace.
Wow! So well crafted such a powerful poem with great insight, brilliant write! !
it is a touching line; indeed how will you write? When kith and Kin are hurt and hurting?
No poet can harp on the stars, moon or Nature when his kith and kin are shedding blood. But when the flute of war is played, more blood either of your kin or the other will be shed. There will be no peace all over the world. May God breathe peace to your rebelling soul. You have the calibre to write poems on everything we see in this world. Emotion-packed lines! Excellent. It has worth to get full credit.
sayeed, i don't read a lot about world events, especially countries like bangladesh. i MEAN no disrespect toward your country or you. i mean smaller, poorer countries that the u.s.a. is not bombing at the present! i don't know quite what the flute of war is but i like the poem very much. the images of those beasts who are doing feast and the phrase day and night, night and day are especially-attracting to me. since i don't know the present situation in your country and may not bother to research it, i will only say good luck to you...
Good write about the tragedy of war. I guess it is something we have to live with.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so real but my friend don't drown in tune of their war