My Memories In 2018 Poem by Muzahidul Reza
My Memories In 2018
My Memories In 2018
3 December,2018
You ask what memories I have in the year 2018
I, In and out, out and out
Feel great great pains
Have been gathered worldwide;
"Might is right" still goes here and there
Followed by wars, violence, chaos
With dreadful bombs' wrongly bursting, shooting fire
Hence, the crying of thousands of innocent goes;
"How can I be silent"? My friend asks
When uncountable alive ones are burnt
Before world's open eyes
And horribly cutting into pieces many are caught,
I think over my friend's speech
And see playfully guns shot and bombs burst
To massacre huge! Huge! !
To murder a lot! A lot! !
Rules are passed only for punishing the others
And for own full convenience
They are the rulers
With corruptions, crimes and violences;
"How can I be silent? " Saying goes on my friend
"Pains in me rebel! Rebel! ! No a less promotion,
I'm bled! I'm bled
Thus does pass this 2018".
Your memories are for the tortured. oppressed, deprived ones, difficult to check tears, be blessed
So sad memory you carry, great great pains you feel for the tortured people, your great qualities expressed, thanks for sharing the poem with us
All write about their own but you have written about the oppressedsigns of humanitarian, great done, thanks for sharing
'How can I be silent? ' Saying goes on my friend 'Pains in me rebel! Rebel! ! No a less promotion, I'm bled! I'm bled Thus does pass this 2018'. touching lines
Rules are passed only for punishing the others And for own full convenience They are the rulers With corruptions, crimes and violences; YES, GOING SUCH
So sad memories you gathered from human society, thought humans are quite unfit to think well, they always in wrong doings, crimes, corruptions
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It has become a lie to say that 2020 was a horrible year, yet the atrocities we afflict on one another are more odious then a virus, even now its spread and growth is down to the arrogance of those that think they are above it. A wonderful poem, the new year brings with it nothing new.
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6/8/2023 10:57:54 PM # 1.0.0.1113
Poem from great heart cries for humanity, may you be blessed