Wednesday, August 11, 2021

A Shelterless Rohingya


A Shelterless Rohingya


In the dark night,

without a sound sleep, 

And grizzling of the weather. 

The drops of the heavy rain.

Like a sudden stone crashed,

over the uncovered head. 

The current of the water,

Flowing unstoppingly.

It destroyed all in a short time.


The four pillars disappeared,

of the watched shelter.

Everything is spread,

Hither and thither.

No one there to be appear.

Helpless man with hopeless mind 

floating in the deadly disaster. 

He looked for the offsprings,

like a bird looks for the lost birdies. 

By Swimming in the current of the tear.   


The unexpected event made 

the eyes tired of weeping. 

Under the blue sky, 

Often get to face a deadly fight.

It just to survive in a foreign land, 

where landslide, floods and 

fire incident happens anytime.

It really hurts like a boulder,

break the bones to ash.


By_ Abdu Rahman

(07_08_2021)

Photo credit; original uploader

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