Sharmin Begum Poet I do not know?

Listen

I LISTENED ONCE TO THE BIRDS IN THE SKY
ITS SOFT AWAKENING
I LISTEN NOW
DELEUDED SHRIEKS FROM THE PIERCING LIGHT

I LISTENED ONCE TO THE WINDS
IT’S CHIMES TINKLES WITH THE MORNING DEW
I LISTEN NOW
HOWLS OF PAIN TEAR AT MY SKIN

I FELT ONCE THE GLORY OF THE SUN
BATHING PEACEFULLY IN ITS WARMTH
I FEEL NOW
INESCAPABLE FIRE THAT TORTURES MY SOUL

I FELT ONCE THE AIR THAT I BREATHE
FEELING ALIVE
I FEEL NOW
SUFFOCATION OF POLLUTION

I LISTENED ONCE TO THE SONG OF THE CITY
I LISTEN NOW TO ITS FUNERAL MARCH

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Colin Mitchell Williams November 17, 2008 at 12:26 PM Hi Sharmin, thank you so much for your comment,... love the way you use block caps for this poem; a powerful write and because of the block capitals hit hard as if screaming the words out.... very clever, well done !

Nigel Fawcett November 15, 2008 at 2:25 PM Great writing Sharmin. This speaks to me of global warming and all of humankind's destruction of the environment. Love, Nigel

Sharmin Begum July 9, 2008 at 7:39 AM Thank you very much. I have changed the stanzas around a bit as this is the old version. Any suggestions on improvement is really welcome

Michael Jordan July 9, 2008 at 6:21 AM Very deep poem - loved the way it was laid out and the use of repeating lines

Mary Duhart July 9, 2008 at 6:01 AM To everything there is a season. We must listen to it all but we don't have to receive it all. Life and death is in the power of the tongue. So speak life and peace to the depressing situations. Great write.