Players Poem by Sameer Ahmed
Players
On this blessed land
Foundations of giant structures
Are laid over virgin landscapes
Blotting the antiquity
And burying the ancient panorama
Under the crust.
Pandemics spread
With a pollinating effect
And no cure at all
Thus, Mankind withers
Like petals of olden flowers.
The overwhelming productions and foundries
Disperse their smog
That takes away
The freshness of myrtles.
New orchestras are formed
And people rise
With neoteric melodies
Yet, unaware of melancholic sounds.
Flying metallic birds
Throw their droppings
Full of fire
Disseminating hatred and grief
And dreams perish
Halting the lively cherish.
Units, full of apetite
Even with their complete boundries
Still try to expand
And no one cares
Because the whole world is
In the trance of players!
(12/31/2008)
I really like the way you are writing poetry to get a thought provoking message across and not dissecting love as most poets seem to do. Progress brings change. Change manifests not only in the loss of nature, but also in the loss of meaningful relationships as well. You have an excellent vocabulary, and you use it with aplomb! Karin Anderson
Oh your words may be on the harsh side but oh so true my poetic brother. Mankind through progress is hurting the earth that we live on. Taking away the natural beauty and filling it with toxic waste which permeate the air taking away it's natural inhabitants. We just let it happen, like puppets on a string, pardon the cliche but it's true. The future is bleak, but life goes on such as it is.
its crazy u jus put it over staight an u really didnt hold anything bak u jus let us know straight up lol no lie thats jus how its now ur right though an its 100%true no lie
great Sameer, I really enjoyed the title and the poem as well!
Now this is powerful. You have expressed well the dilemmas faced in the world and the conformed, structured mindsets that have laid waste many a country because of greed, power and reputation. The wars continue and mankind continues on the very same path that will ultimately lead to destruction. And does anyone care? It would seem not, since the world continues to spin around even under the dramatic changes made by man...and all creation suffers because of it. I enjoyed the imagery that came forth for me from the words you painted. You have done well in this one. Many blessings to you
I think you are talking about our way of life causing danger to animals who were created by God and not respecting their needs to have a place to run and hide by buildings in their way. farmlands being uprooted. great free verse with good language well written
very desriptive and perceptive presented in free form prose.Enjoyed the read although I much prefer metered poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I remember one phrase..The world..is like a stage... Then you played more than one role..depending on what have demanded.. Great poem..of great philosophy!