Salsaabil 11 Poem@sakisabre Poem by SAKISABRE Saki

Salsaabil 11 Poem@sakisabre



1.
Dangers Wating For All!
Once a man was walking in a Jungle!
Suddenly He noticed a Lion’s following him
Then he began to run for fear of it!
He found a well without water after a distance!
Shutting his eyes he jumped into the well!
On the course of his Falling down, he saw a rope and caught hold of it and kept hanging!
On the up of his head he saw the Lion standing at the mouth of the well to eat him up!
On the down of the well he saw a snake waiting for his getting down!
A danger after danger he saw one white and black mouse are about to tear the rope by teeth!
In such a deadly condition he saw a hive in a tree attached to the well!
Without any proper decision he began to lick the honey entering the finger!
And the honey so sweet that he forgot all- the lion’s roar, the snake’s hissing and the tearing of the rope by the two mice so the dander of life became certain for him!
If this Lion is our Death which chases us all the moment!
If the snake is our Grave that is waiting for us!
The rope is our life that we shelter!
And the white mouse is the day and the black mouse is the darkness of night which are engulfing us!
And we are gradually losing our life span!
Last of all the hive is the masque of the world which makes us to forget the temporary world and the dangers that are waiting to catch hold of US
Dare to blame your Forefathers!

(Collected)

2.
How people blame me!
As I was in the Jannat
People blame me!
As i ate the fruit!
I got my punishment...
I had to suffer for 350 years...
My tears made a few water cascades
My cheek's flesh got rotten!
Still all blame me!
But it was written long long before my birth!
I had nothing to do...
Your Mother ate first
But how I dare blame her!
The Iblis inspired her...
How i dare blame Iblis...
Your Creator's plan!
Who can I stop him....
Still i weep...
My sons are doing as they like....
I saw Jannat
I realize the Jahannam
Please my sons
Rectify!
Rectify!
Rectify!
Tears!
Tears!
Tears!

3.
Death Only Can Take Pride!
Death
Shouldn't be neglected
Death
Should be thought before
Death
Should be taken preparation before
Death
Cut off all relations!
Death who has experiences from your door knows how terrible!
Death
You should be proud
All are fly to you!
All relations are when cut off
Only one center!
Only one particle!
A single stroke!
Ah! what a torture!
Death! death! death!
All relation cutting knife!
4.

***Still I remember the incident***

Devastation of the Garments workers caused by Greed!
Their salary is 70 /80 us dollars a month
That day she took a simple lunch
A small pot of rice with green vegetables!
We are all, all most all from the Rural areas of Bangladesh!
At 7am I have to report (till 8pm)
I get back to this tinshed Living room
Here 7/8, we live together less than 10ft by 10ft!
300tk seat rent,500tk meal charge!
Two third of the salary I send home!
Now how can I run my life?
Without one leg?
Who is beside me!
I'm in Hospital bed!
Weep whole Bangladesh!
...........................................
The Factory That Collapsed At Savar
4 storyed building was made 9 storyed!
Without proper Engineering Plan!
There were 5 factories there!
It's a complete disaster!
NO It's like a Genocide!
They were compelled to come in spite of Crack!
They were told of whipping by Muscle man!
They were threatened not to pay salary!
There is CRACK!
No prob!
Go to work!
I am a man of Power Party!
I may have more plans by you to do too!
...........................................
No word is enough to describe!
No pain can be compared to this
I lost my word!
Nine storied building is a Sandwich of 9 layers!
Still people inside breathing! ! !
Asking for help! !
Requesting to give them something sharp
To cut their hands or legs trapped under Column or roof!
And bring them out to breath!
Some were writing their last notes to the world or to the loved ones! They Have already known!
They are not going to see the outside world anymore!
Some were still alive!
Were dying inside to see their colleagues’ dead body being rotten beside them!
There is Government there, and yet, they are doing their Job,
Which is standing behind as if thinking what to do.... Haphazard!
In the midst of debris one is Calling: 'save me who's here?
'Brother bring me out from here
I have a baby of 2 years Save me for him
He needs milk from my breast'
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Ah! weeping words of woman under broken column!
These are no demand of power or pelf!
Just simple call to save from death!
AH! AH!
(When and how they are going to save us?)
(How they are going to act in case of Bigger Disaster?)
Are they going to say:
'The opposition sneezed that's why the earthquake came down,
Or 'God sent Curses'
Or some more funny and funky comments!
How we refuse the foreign Help!
.......................................
Some masons and ordinary people are in work!
Process was cutting and making holes!
Nine storyed building became a nine layer of BURGER!
(Then Heavy Vehicle! Fire Brigade people, The Army etc! dummy for not getting order
Or co-ordination!
For few hours we observed so!)
Living rescued near 3000!
Dead body!



(Edited 17 may 2015)

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