Tigers
abound in Sundarbans,
My thrill to see for long days and morns.
Hidden inside the plants and trees;
Meadows with best ecosystem.
We were pleased so much
To see the beauteous outpourings;
And travelled in the beach,
Walked along the narrow way
Sometimes we climbed so high hedge
As parallel to the pine with beige.
As far as I looked at
Rippling with the waves of water
The sun shines so bright
With hopes to stay with might
In the sand beach along the bough
The boatmen rowing their oars
As hidden their heads
Underneath the shadow of the sail,
Dancing in the gentle breeze.
Tigers abound in Sundarbans
Our thrill to see them
As if walking and their prey
Our panic seize sometimes with foot-marks,
In the light so inflamed.
Tigers found in tiger point
Foresters chased with guns and sticks,
Fled at last having no flesh
Foresters saw it with glad.
A few days ago
A dear bound in a fence
At night it was snatched
A tiger did it but no doubt
At this, the Foresters became despaired.
In the river we're in the boat
Very adjacent to the bank of the sea
To the beach when we reached
In the hope to see the tiger,
As the leaves nodded much
Ne'er to see it again.
My thrill to see for long days and morns.
Hidden inside the plants and trees;
Meadows with best ecosystem.
We were pleased so much
To see the beauteous outpourings;
And travelled in the beach,
Walked along the narrow way
Sometimes we climbed so high hedge
As parallel to the pine with beige.
As far as I looked at
Rippling with the waves of water
The sun shines so bright
With hopes to stay with might
In the sand beach along the bough
The boatmen rowing their oars
As hidden their heads
Underneath the shadow of the sail,
Dancing in the gentle breeze.
Tigers abound in Sundarbans
Our thrill to see them
As if walking and their prey
Our panic seize sometimes with foot-marks,
In the light so inflamed.
Tigers found in tiger point
Foresters chased with guns and sticks,
Fled at last having no flesh
Foresters saw it with glad.
A few days ago
A dear bound in a fence
At night it was snatched
A tiger did it but no doubt
At this, the Foresters became despaired.
In the river we're in the boat
Very adjacent to the bank of the sea
To the beach when we reached
In the hope to see the tiger,
As the leaves nodded much
Ne'er to see it again.
Like the
sweet voice in the dreams of a child
Telling of
Sundarbans-the nature wild.
Kh. Atiar Rahman is a prolific author as well as a poet who has started writing articles, poems,
stories and novel from his school life. He was a brilliant student. He has all
the time occupied first position in district and divisions essay competition.
He was born in the former district of Kushtia. Till now, he has written more
than three thousands articles and 1200 poems. He has done his masters in
English and Mathematics from National University, Dhaka and Rajshahi
University. He has done his LLB degree from Dhaka University. He has obtained
post graduate course in Industrial Management from Bangladesh Management
Institute. He has completed the course of Cost and Management Accountants from
Dhaka and Chittagong Centre respectively. He has large number of publications
from National and International Media. He has been awarded Platinum Author
Certificate’ by the CED of Ezime Article. He has received the most prestigious
Editors Choice Award from International Library of Poetry for several times.
His many poems have been published in
many International web sites like Poetry.com, original poetry.com, Ezine
Articles etc., Besides this, he has many publication in the Bangladesh Observer
and ‘The daily Independent’.
The poem is based on spiritualistic phenomenon which is
full of emotion and deep thought. This world is a place of momentary
cosmopolitan outlook where the people visit here and fade away. This
significance of eternity has been echoed in his poem by categorically
emphasizing nature, soil, plants, herbs and the little fountain having
reflected dimensionally as a tentative flow.
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