I Doubt! Poem by Md. Asadullah
I Doubt!
Will it help?
If dams are made out of handkerchiefs
to hold floods of sufferings and griefs.
Will it help?
If murmurs are subdued within glasses of loyalty
to wash away the sins of ancient royalty.
Will it help?
If we break all ancient walls
to break barriers between hearts, wide and tall.
Will it help?
If we make some ground in oceans mixing 'self respect' and 'ancient sins'
or learn how to survive in waters without gills and fins.
Will it help?
If progeny is punished for their inherited guilt
and each drop of brutal blood is spilt.
Will you promise?
Then you will again find no reasons to divide
and live without any quarrel happily, satisfied.
I doubt!
As it has nothing to do with 'ancient walls' or 'ancient sins'.
It is something related to species and has nothing to do with genes.
First of all let me thank you profusely for the detailed comment on my poem, Come to Me favouring a Super Entity with the aid of plausible and convincing logical and scientific data in response to Mr. Dinesh's arguments! Coming to this poem... It is such a powerful write! Will it help? If we break all ancient walls to break barriers between hearts, wide and tall. A question thrown straight at the face.... over which we are made to stand dumb!
friend, i also doubted, and i read the last lines. yes, i think it will help if, i myself take a step. very nice thoughts and poem brother.
certain traits are genetic, the rest are not as you have explained in this poem. The variables such as religion, customs and culture are not imprinted in our genetic codes...Let us keep all these variables tied to the leash and never let it to rule our harmony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/29/2024 6:38:25 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Life is never never a comparison neither compression..every day is new day every day we are young...This poem is brought by the poet and put here to solve the puzzle enigmatic realm of life wonderful and amazing lovely