Matin Bairagi

Rookie - 364 Points (November 16,1946 / Bangladesh)

Melody Of Silence - Poem by Matin Bairagi

There's no clamor, no uproar at all, silent hours
Two birds and a moon can be seen behind the chhatim tree
Look at the glory and jealousy and greed mingle with soil
The soil turns these into another form
That's the eternal poem, that are written in silence
Here, ther's no king, no scepter
No grandeur, no formalities
The wind sleeps drowning its body in silence
And poems are written under the moonlight, soundless, devoid of memory
There's no yes-man hymn, no carol, no episode of enjoyment
Only a poem remain, that are written under the moonlight
The star-clad glittering blue sky
Announces the last scene of existence of truth
Try to read, if you can recite
The living persons do not recite these-

If you want to know the truth, you've to recite these poems
In deep concentration
Poems tells the truth, poems are liberated
Poetry never glorifies anybody uselessly
Only glorifies beauty and beauty is truth
Look the poetry is loosing the darkness
And the birds and moon is not to be seen
Still you and me are walking through the countless graves
And soundless silence
Speak: Is last existence of man is unbroken silence!

The graves dissolve in the soil forever
And the bees of darkness returns in their abode
Come, lets recite these poems in this dense darkness
And let all the doors open up
Of everything that are written by the dead
And the truth remains under veil.
Translated by: Siddiqur Mahmudur Rahman

Topic(s) of this poem: silence

Form: Prose Poem


Comments about Melody Of Silence by Matin Bairagi

  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (4/16/2016 10:09:00 AM)

    The best lines and stanzas that touch my heart are...

    Look at the glory and jealousy and greed mingle with soil
    The soil turns these into another form
    That's the eternal poem, that are written in silence

    The wind sleeps drowning its body in silence
    And poems are written under the moonlight, soundless, devoid of memory

    Only a poem remain, that are written under the moonlight
    The star-clad glittering blue sky
    Announces the last scene of existence of truth

    Poems tells the truth, poems are liberated
    Poetry never glorifies anybody uselessly
    Only glorifies beauty and beauty is truth
    Look the poetry is loosing the darkness
    And the birds and moon is not to be seen
    Still you and me are walking through the countless graves
    And soundless silence
    Speak: Is last existence of man is unbroken silence!
    You conclude with a very impressive appeal.
    Thank you poet for ths praiseworthy effort.
    It deserves 10.
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  • Gajanan Mishra (4/16/2016 10:03:00 AM)

    no uproars at all, silent hours.. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 16, 2016

Poem Edited: Monday, May 9, 2016


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