The Diversion Poem by M Mostaqul Haque

[1]
Waiting for a change
Waiting for the best
A result based mission -
In thought, expression, hope and expectation
I want a suitable diversion.
[2]
Since hackneyed thoroughfare I pod
Marked and stereotyped
Old and cold altogether;
No zeal no wonders
Passing life in a format framed like a captive 10
Uttering lines once taught by the grand father
Nothing new for today
Nothing message for tomorrow
I am in an acute complacent suffocation
Need easy diversion - a distinct diversion.
[3]
I go to revolution and reformation
To alternation and correction
No tyrant is here, only self contradictions
Whom should I protest or revolt against?
Shattering the reveries 20
I see the sordid perspectives
With much owe and wonder
I cast my eyes to the limitation
Yes, I need a uniform diversion.
[4]
'How far is the oasis- my shelter? '
Often cries the soul
'How long is the destination? '
Asks the mind frequently
Determination ventures forward
Like a feudal lord with gifted valour 30
Like a warrior death swearing for freedom
I take step, walk and march for my secret dream
No imaginative cream, I erect a concrete beam
Close to the antique edifice.
[5]
The path known is crowded always
The idea popular does not work well
Life like a flower should blossom
Why is it at the fading point every moment?
Shunning every day hesitation
I take step with appropriate diversion. 40
[6]
Linked with past and present
Mixed with feeling of my fellows
I must hear the heart of the soil, my Mother
With a breath sacrificed long ago
To mould the present - shape the future
For a heaven green with garden and stream
Breaking man made barrier, a dirty situation
I take the bold diversion.
[7]
I march and march onward
Searching the way appropriate 50
To catch the dream is a fight tough
To face the reality I strongly stand.
01 12 January 1996