Saturday, January 28, 2012

UNCHAINED MELODY

This is a Poem written in the year 2008. It talks about the unknown,unseen rhythm of Life. Hope you enjoy.



UNCHAINED MELODY
Many a Poems ago, verses were written,
the verses of thoughts.
Inspired by nature, the language they caught
and rhythms were born.

The rhythm of the sea,
The rhythm of the wind,
The rhythms of the birds and bees
and the rhythm of the flowers and trees.

Though not poet, we all rhyme.
Death rhymes with life,
sadness with happiness.
Every movement nature devise is a rhythm of life.

Unseen, unknown we follow uniformity
of breath and thoughts
released and realise only when sad.
Pensive mood when things go bad.

We are all poets in our own rights,
Try and understand the rhythm of days and nights.
Everything that rhymes in your sight
examples of the Great One’s rhythmic might.
[ Shamsud Zaman Ahmed ]

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thelma
How very true Shumud we are all poets in our own right! Unseen unknown we follow uniformity of breath and thoughts Released and realise only when sad pensive mood when things go sad! I enjoyed this very talented and clever write Shumud!
australia
shamsud Ahmed
Thank you Lee. I enjoyed writing this poem.
India
Lee
'We are all poets in our own rights,/Try and understand the rhythm of days and nights.' ... I like this idea, that every person has their own poetic approach ... and enjoyed your poem
Oz



5 comments:

  1. This is so good Samshud..liked it ..

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  2. Thinks Dipudev...This is encouraging.

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  3. I think of rhyme as involving sound. I think you could extend your metaphors a little bit and perhaps the plural of poet would be more natural :

    Though not poets, we all rhyme.
    The percussion of death rhymes with the chorus of life,
    the drop of the tear on the lake of happiness.
    Nature's music moves the rhythm of the heart
    with the unseen breath of a grand symphony

    Unknowingly our thoughts breathe a rhythm
    a sigh when sad
    pensive under a tree...

    This is just a possible example that I thought you might find interesting.

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  4. Thank you Doug. This is a very insightful feedback and I am sure i will implement this in my other works.

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  5. Thank you Doug. This is a very insightful feedback and I am sure i will implement this in my other works.

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