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kafil uddin raihan.
kafil uddin raihan.
(29/09/1987 / Feni, Bangladesh)
War And Child....(01) - Poem by kafil uddin raihan.
He was walking with his father,
There was a ice cream in his hand.
Every thing was as usual,
Crowd making noise around them,
Suddenly, there was a scream,
His father push him far,
He heard nothing but a loud 'boom'
It seemed to him as a thunder,
He saw fumes and smokes all around.
Every one was running here and there.
There was sounds of firing and cry,
He felt that he had been deaf.
he saw the ice cream melting in dust,
Beside that ice cream there was father,
Blood all over his wound muscles.
His body had torn and burnt,
The boy ran to his father,
Try to awake him from last sleep,
But that dead man made no response,
The boy started crying beside that,
None to help him in that hell,
None to drag that dead body,
None to say that his father was dead,
Did the boy know What is death?
Did he make up what he lost?
Is that little boy alive to tell us,
That brutal fairy tale of his life?
Is that boy know what is war now?
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this poem, obviously is very sad and well written, I'll give you 10/10! Thank you for your comments on my poems, I appreciate! (Report)Reply
Beautifully sad, well written. (Report)Reply
artist man, your patriotic feelings are exceptional. good work. (Report)Reply
very dramatic description of terrorism eating up lives, , , good work indeed (Report)Reply
Hi raihan, good job.
Actually i always write love related poems either for happy moments or sad, but reading ur poem have really touched me a lot.
great job (Report)Reply
None to help him in that hell, / None to drag that dead body, / None to say that his father was dead, / Did the boy know What is death? / Did he make up what he lost? / Is that little boy alive to tell us, / That brutal fairy tale of his life? / Is that boy know what is war now? A tale handled well, this shows how devastating war can be so devasting to children's lives. (Report)Reply
A dreadful poetic narration in eloquence. Such agony for the child to witness into his own eyes the death of his father and the terror he had experienced that made a curve and slash to his own self....Thanks! (Report)Reply
Very sad. If you can find the time read 'Confrontation'. (Report)Reply
A sad story, well told but it would greatly benefit by some (Bach or Haendel style) music. (Report)Reply
the story inside the poem is really happening..tho it ends wth a sorrowful setting but this is well express...the child perhaps didnt understand the situation but as he grows old, he is more open to every situation like what u are expressing in ur poem.. (Report)Reply
The effect of what you've penned here..is of the true sorrow what accures...it remains with us forever.....well penned my friend...deep and touching write (Report)Reply
Painful and touching. Great description of the emotional and physical horror of war.
(Five Stars)
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Touching and very regretful. Great poem wel penned. 10 (Report)Reply
Horrible and painful reality skilfully conveyed, such powerful picture you paint with words. (Report)Reply
Your right about the suddenness, made me think of Viet Nam (Report)Reply
another stunning blow to humanity, which apparently is dead. horrible. pl continue even if it is horrible to read some time some one might see it.
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surya (Report)Reply
I'm so sad for the boy! War is not an instrument of peace and still kings and presidents make war sometimes because of their own personal agenda!
If you have read my poems 'In the Midst of Diversity' and 'To The People Where Freedom Exists, I write' it has a theme close to this and I wrote it to avoid war and to oppose the idea of slavery and abuse. (Report)Reply
A sad and brutal picture of present day's reality. (Report)Reply
Powerful descriptive write an insight into a world that is becoming far to common and demands attention from those who care. (Report)Reply
unbelievable amazing write very powerful 10 (Report)Reply