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Monday, September 6, 2010

Everywhere her Screaming ????????????

Society is something of a catch-all phrase for organized humanity. It's just another word for people. And just as there can be evil in people, there can also be evil in society. And evil, in any of its myriad guises, can only bring us pain and sadness. This poem is in memory of 9 year girl child who was brutally raped and killed recently in a remote village in Kerala India. Her, innocent, feared face, screaming, haunting me day and night……and she is still crying with tiny stars and smirking moon……

Everywhere her screaming
There is pain in my heart for her.
I cannot soothe her,
I cannot be with her,
I want to share her pain
ease her suffering,
show her I care,
But she flew away
catching the tiny star
And everywhere her screaming

Why must it be so hard?
Why should it happen with?
The unanswerable questions
ring out to the stars,
and only silence replies
with it's smooth sound.
But she flew away
Catching the tiny stars
And everywhere her screaming

I scream with anguish,
and the pain of helplessness.
"There must be something
I can do, mustn’t there?"
But she flew away
Catching the tiny stars
And everywhere her screaming

Her whimpered query
hangs in the air,
"please, please, please.. no ?".
and only silence replies
with it's smooth sound.
But she flew awa
Catching the tiny stars
And everywhere her screaming

Only silence and time remain,
one a comforter, the other, a healer.
So why am I not comforted,
or healed of my pain,
and only her misery remains?
and only silence replies
with it's smooth sound.
But she flew away
Catching the tiny stars
And everywhere her screaming

I am in mute, feelings flows,
Tears flooded, heart leap up
Throat dried up, no sounding elegy
A last I fade and die,
And fly away with her to the other end,
To wipe out tears showing her tiny stars, and smirking moon,
and I scream again become
Soundless elegy on faded bud and only silence replies
with it's smooth sound.
But she flew away
Catching the tiny stars
And everywhere her screaming

-Azad Tirur

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THE WONDERFUL WORD OF MOHAMMED GHOUSE KHAN

Azad's poems offers me or feels me a magic change of pace and a mastery of pleasure and tragic. Whether sad or glad, each poem shows his deep affection of love to the world and the people. In all poems with a simple, direct and engaging manner, Azad tells tears of love and empathy to the world not for it barbarity but for its helplessness. Some are funny, like 'Quarrel Night' ...You really hit two birds with one giant stone" these are words on mixures of comic and real life. Each poem reflects his dalily life and filled with challenges and yet met with blood, sweat and engaging humour. some of them lacking faith and hope .The " Lampost still shining' , worthy with its delightful words but lacking of hope. All the peotic reminiscences are incomparable reding infused with poets implicit love.

Preface by Shoukath Ali.

"Last Night Before I went to Bed

Thoughts of Mother filled my head

Though I have not cried this may in many yearsOnto my pillow fell six silent tears

In this poem Azad tells us of tears of love to all Mothers. Only mothers tears really only fall like lazer sharp,

We can strengthen our continuing fight against war, communal riots, terrorism, poverty and our efforts to desperate needs' the poet tried to convey this message in the poem "MAGIC GLASS" .whose scarf floating in water, and whose blood redden the soil". The poet tried to expose the cruelty of the evil communal riot in Gujarat. Society is something of a catch-all phrase for organized humanity. It's just another word for people. And just as there can be evil in people, there can also be evil in society. And evil, in any of its myriad guises, can only bring us pain and sadnesshough this world was simple ,it was also complex in its beauties and its sorrows symbolize the loneliness of individuals,and seek to unite with others,but falls sometimes. As a poet, Azad writing on many of the subjects, susequesntly politics and are real life experience. The poet tried to write of many things that tells the truth most ae afraid and Silent.

The poem 'Silent Tears' is a profound impression of life.It has an underlying meaning to it and that interpreting it required much more than mere one reading.Poet tells us of a small girl child who was brutally shot dead in riots or war.Poet symbolize the brutality of a riots was war.The poet tried to say the same thing in the poem 'Narmada-A glory girdle'-That's about communal riot in held in Gujarat.'Narmada' flowing blandly,glittering its tears in the evil of darkness;very powerful lines,water and whose blood redden the soil" The .His poems, however,though interesting from other of view than the poetical,never rises much above mediocrity.Outsider,hiding someone behind the door,The imbecile animal are not much poetical.

From all point of view if we read his poems we can say that his poems are not vague but some worthy for the community and the generation.