🔴The Poet ❤
—Zahidul Jamy

I am a poet, a craftsman of words,
Weaving sweet melodies in human hearts,
In hues of dreams, tenderly I nurture,
Painting the moonlight in the night’s dark arts.

My verses drift like whispers in the breeze,
Carried afar, blending with the dust.
From light to shadow, I weave my refrain,
In life’s fragile boat, my melodies trust.

Through the ages, poets grace this sphere,
Bringing forth peace wrapped in tender care.
They bridge the hearts of humanity,
Binding love in dreams, a symphonic affair.

I am a poet amidst war’s cruel reign,
With death’s bite, a soldier unyielding,
Igniting courage in the hearts of the brave,
Sowing seeds of hope in wounds unshielding.

Amidst the clamor of swords and of shells,
My pen reveals glimpses of freedom’s embrace,
I sing of victory, an eternal refrain,
In blood-stained earth, humanity finds grace.

I am a poet, I hear the heart’s song,
In revolution, my words intertwine,
In my beloved’s eyes, I sketch dreams anew,
A poet bestows life’s garland divine.

24 September 2024