Poetry from Manzar Alam

Middle aged South Asian man with short brown hair, reading glasses, a purple collared short and blue tie.
Manzar Alam
Hope in hopelessness

Souls are craving to breath in air a little fresh.
But the air is polluted
By the smoke of injustice
Unruliness, suppression and lie.
How can we inhale
The breeze of the morn and the eve?
The wind is giving the smell of rotten things
Then how can we breathe and how can we live?

Illegal power, money and wealth
Are killing humanity and human rights.
The present world is experiencing silently the all.
Musclemen are amassing wealth
Depriving downtrodden, middleclass and the poor as well.
And the right of the people crying in vain.

But amidst this hopelessness there is a hope
With great Shelley can’t we say
‘If winter comes can spring be far behind?’
Surely, surely the spring will come
Demolishing injustice, deprivation and lie.

(Manzar Alam from Bangladesh. By profession I am a college teacher.) 

3 thoughts on “Poetry from Manzar Alam

  1. This poem is an expression of depressed and suppressed humanity who are being continuously deprived of their basic rights.I hope such poems will be written and published to touch the conscience of the common people whose hearts crave for justice and feel sympathy for deprived people.
    Thanks to the poet

  2. It is outstanding. I think it is not the spech of you, It is the spech of mine.
    Best part of the poem is……..……………………….

    ..But amidst this hopelessness there is a hope
    With great Shelley can’t we say
    ‘If winter comes can spring be far behind?’
    Surely, surely the spring will come
    Demolishing injustice, deprivation and lie.

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