Being Humane!

Being Humane!

A Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

Trying to be humane


I don’t think I was what we call humane,

But trying to be,

Not quite certain,

If I can touch that star, let’s see.


Wasted priceless moments doing things unexpected,

I wish I could wind them back,

Going for a new start ahead,

But thank god mending is still possible to make.


Have you seen humanity?

Does it dwell nearby?

I have been searching for it badly,

Please let me know if you happen to meet it, I’ll be its ally.


I don’t see its face in the war fields,

Neither can I find it next to a child waiting to die of malnourishment,

I feel like laughing at those taking pride in beautifying homelands,

When thousands turn out to be destitute and despondent.  


I know that I don’t have that celestial light,

Yet I've faith in the Almighty,

That my endeavour shall lead me towards it,

Turning me even if slightly into A Farewell to Arms’ Henry.

© 2014 Md. Ziaul Haque

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Added on August 8, 2014
Last Updated on August 8, 2014
Tags: Humane, Celestial, War, Almighty


Md. Ziaul Haque
Md. Ziaul Haque

Sylhet, Bangladesh

Md. Ziaul Haque is originally from Zakiganj, Sylhet, Bangladesh. He is a poet, epic writer, writer, academic, thinker, songwriter, short story writer, reviewer, columnist, essayist, researcher and sch.. more..