Similitude
Composed by
KH. ATIAR RAHMAN,
Like a flock of sheep grazing in the field
Antu
looks around to have jollity of tilt
To
have the garb to wrap his hurling roof
He
is so scared beside the woof.
Asking
his mother being unable to stay,
He
has to find goblets to put it to the bay.
The
one buys it to retrieve the case
Antu
knows not how to pull his bodily haze.
And
to proceed more to survive ahead
For
finding better place somewhere in tent.
All
there roses for the rich and high
Apart
from the slums to think at sigh
Being
poor, living afar the least gallop
Passing
day and night with only a flop
By
means of the air to blow before the string
As
if to manage under the open ring.
Like
the flower so bustling in the dazzling hill
His
life slides away like run of the mill.
None
in the world come ahead to assuage him
To
carry the message of love in glowing beam.
Crook
He may be a boy of being 12 or 13 years passed
Chatting so bustling in the gentle breeze
Having cigarettes on coolness in icy land;
Quickening and murmuring the sound of joy
For everlasting his dawn in the delinquent
world.
Not even doing any job he deems in shape
To influence the hilarity to reach up the goal
Standing alongside the Cliff to dispel the sun
For having unique grotesque of life.
To be a gospel in the world so murky
And to standstill not to change any stage of
life
To gather the beams of darkened world,
For being unduly morale in the trodden beach.
He has deadly sins even like Faustus to switch
Not even cared to bring freshness and vigor
And thus he wishes to cross his spiky bar.
Like the clear bridge to cross his trivial end
To be prompt like dinosaur for walking along
the zigzag solo
By creating a channel to be a star in the foggy
world
For having supernatural spirit of the ghosts.
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