Aftab Alam

Gold Star - 39,838 Points (15 th April 1967 / RANCHI,)

I Am A Poet. - Poem by Aftab Alam

Up there on that hill
There’s a thatched house with eves
I know; there he lives.

Near the door there is a sill,
Sat whole night talking with stars,
Nay; sorry, hope with heaven
Without any break, full seven
Pigeons sleep fearlessly,
Room inside remained dark,
Outside a burning boom,
Viewers say he lies over the house.
I have seen his unmoved eyes
Over the skies!

During the day
Pigeons with gay
Dance and sing round the sill
Thousands of pigeon on that hill
Live in that house
No rain rained ever upon him
Water in the pitcher always up to brim

A miracle of miasma
Blurs eyes, a charisma
What you see that may be a maze
Unseen is seen through the haze
Pangs of lost vision we face
Blindness can’t lose the vision
Vision is lost humanity dies
What is the use of the eyes?
If it can’t perceive, can’t realize///

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is about the responsibility of a poet, pen and thought gifted to us is for the people and not only a way to enjoy/My humble request to all the pen master to be in touch with the present panorama of the world, people dying with starvation, terror attack on innocent, freedom is captured by the power and after all recently 154 voted and passed the bill for the arms purchase, the main thing to think one side people die with starvation and other part people is athorisd to purchase the killing machine what is it? Where are we going, UN is what? I request the system of VETO by FIVE FINGERS it should be in a democratic way. Think brethren think and bring a change make this earth as one should stay in peace, die with peace....

Comments about I Am A Poet. by Aftab Alam

  • Pardaz Aftab (11/6/2013 11:53:00 AM)

    .All one ever has to do is follow the money trail and it always leads back to the elite... great poem Aftab (Report) Reply

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  • Sallam Yassin (9/27/2013 2:40:00 PM)

    eyes of pure heart
    reality of the true world they see
    behind tented false
    in our worlds
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  • Ozark Mountain Homegrown (9/26/2013 8:25:00 PM)

    A very powerful message in this poem! This world is such an unjust place...It deeply saddens me...Those in power do not care about the people..It is all about the money...All one ever has to do is follow the money trail and it always leads back to the elite... great poem Aftab (Report) Reply

  • (9/10/2013 2:55:00 PM)

    While reading your poem, I was thinking: you are very similar to Gulzar sahab in your writing style, only the language is different. Well, reading your note about this poem, it is clear you think like him too!
    For young poets like us, you are an inspiration.
    War and peace, defense and security; international system is beyond the understanding of us, everyday folks. The needs and the wants of the common men are sacrificed. In the book I am currently reading [The Quiet american by Graham Greene] a line says, five hundred years, there may be no New York or Lodon, but they will still be growing paddy in their fields...
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  • Gajanan Mishra (4/5/2013 8:26:00 AM)

    O Aftab, really you are great, you have a clear vision. I salute you.
    I am grateful to you.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 10, 2013

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