The Fallen Flower Called Red & Blue

S.M.A.Faiz

Description

Basically an academic involved in teaching and research on soil, water and environment, Dr. S.M.A. Faiz found an enjoyment in composing poems at a very late stage of his career.
“The Fallen Flower called Red and Blue” consists of 225 poems composed by him. The title portrays the painful memory of a two-year-old Syrian refugee, Alan Kurdi, who drowned in the Mediterranean sea trying to reach Europe from Turkey, and whose image made headlines throughout the world and touched all hearts. The author has tried to manifest his feelings through two poems titled ‘Red and Blue I’ and ‘Red and Blue II” in this book.
Born on 25th December 1947, S.M.A. Faiz obtained his Masters’ in Soil-Plant Water Relations from the Department of Botany, University of Aberdeen, UK in 1973. A former Chairman of the Bangladesh Public Service Commission and a former Vice Chancellor of the University of Dhaka, Dr. S.M.A. Faiz retire as a Professor of the Department of Soil, Water and Environment, University of Dhaka in 2014.
Presently Dr. Faiz is associated as an Advisor in a premier international boarding school called Haileybury Bhaluka, which is an affiliate of Haileybury in UK.

Sujets

• Poetry
• Poem
• Flower
• Fallen

Informations

• Publié par: Xlibris US
• Date de parution: 24 février 2023
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781669867371
• Langue: English

Extrait

The Fallen Flower Called Red & Blue
 
 
A Raceme of My Poems
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
S.M.A. Faiz
 
Copyright © 2023 by S.M.A. Faiz.
Library of Congress Control Number:
2023903448
ISBN:
Hardcover
978-1-6698-6739-5

Softcover
978-1-6698-6738-8

eBook
978-1-6698-6737-1
 
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.
 
Any people depicted in stock imagery provided by Getty Images are models, and such images are being used for illustrative purposes only.
Certain stock imagery © Getty Images.
 
Cover Design
Sanjibon Barua
 
Computer Graphics
Md. Masum Uddin
 
 
 
 
 
Rev. date: 02/14/2023
 
 
 
Xlibris
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To Rushan, Arnaz,
Aniya, Inaaya, Izaan.
 
You are always in my mind, in my heart,
and all the time the bee’s knees.
Contents
A Raceme of Poems
Be That As It May
Let Not
A Dawn
A Wakefulness
A Gay Sunny Day
A Wait
Late
After the Snow
When No More Snow
Falling In Love
Confined in the Vastness
Nest
Home
A Spring Craver
Red and Blue I
Red and Blue II
Why the “Candela” Fell Asleep?
A Robert Frost
While Trapped in a Traffic Jam
The Blue Plumbago
Tagore
Graceful Prinia
Twilight
The Hero
An All-time Lady-love
If My Memory Was a Sieve
The Anamnesis of a Rural Life
To My Derelict House
A Rickshaw Ride
Amour Propre
Cigarette
The Vista of the Tista No More
Save the Turag
How Much More They Need to Pay?!
Why still?!
Why the Flowers have to Die?
Growing Alfresco
“We Want Justice”
As I Looked for “A Psalm Of Life”
Umbrella
When I Saw a Las Vegas
The Blue-eyed Brunette
When My Ladylove Grasped My Pillow
A Flamboyant Lady
On My Way to a Bygone Day
The Eyes
Autumn Blossom
Autumn
Autumn Bliss
The Wonderland
It Was Spring
Where Spring Beckoned
Nexus
The Warbler and I
The Black-crested Bulbul
The Blue Jay
The Indian Pitta
The Sand Martins
The Canary-flycatcher
The Leafbirds
The Blue Tit Neighbours
The Yellow Warbler
The Quetzal Bird
The Blackbird
Songbird
The Wonder Thrush
The Yellow Oriole
A Pair of Birds
Came the Birds in Large Flocks
Lovey-dovey Love
The Birds of Play
The Red Bigeye in Aquarium
The Yellow-leaf Tree
The Maker of a Day
Lily of the Valley
The Black Beauty
While in Florida
The Belladonna Lily
Heathers
The Cardosanto
The Forget-me-nots
The Bluets
The Empress Tree
Queen of the Night
Green
Colours Galore
Of Many My Faves
The Maple Tree
Under the Mapple Tree
The Shiulis of the Dawn
The Lost Park
Away in the Boonies
Beneath the Tree
My Little Dearies
The Herald and a Gen
When Daub is an Art
Angelica
Seeing My Little Wonder
My Cutie-pie
Sibling Content
For My Deary
My Angelic Little Gems
My Angel’s Kiddy
The Cockroach
The Song
Adagios
Let there be Sleep in My Eyes
The Mountain Stream
The “Lullaby Tree”
The Last Lullaby
Love Realized
Let that Begird My Love for You
Feeling at One
One Late Night
Moonlit Thrill
The Life is New
Adam and Eve
Ruby Her Name
That Very Girl
The Lovey-dovey Girl
Ruby-red Tulips those Her Lips
If Ever I Find
One of a kind
A Fillip
An Ebullient Face
Image
The “Busy Bee”
A “Sunrise Beauty”
The Lovelorn Girl
In My Mind’s Eye
When Saw Anew
White
“Disguised Eyes”
The Days Gone Past
The Titmouse
The Age I Left
Oh, the Memory Not Adieu!
In Auld Lang Syne I Got My Prime
The Days of Yore
When Waylaid by the Distant Past
Auld Lang Syne
Dwelling on Trails
The Lost Train
The Midnight Train
The Ticking of Clock
All the Time a New Time
What Beautiful Butterflies!
The Commander
Come What May
Dream
Haven
Get Me Freed, O Lord!
Doubt
Truth Shall Wait
My Alma Mater
To See Me a Sage
I’m Seventy, Happy and Hale
The Ants
A Wakeful Night
Winter Harbinger
If there is No Sin
Between the Buildings
Let Not Your Soul Give Ear
What Beautiful the Loneliness!
A Leaver on Her Canvas
The Urchins
When Through the Glade
March
And the Legacy of the Days of Yore
When Gone the Discontents
When the Fullness Seemed Empty
On My Seeing a Butterfly House
The Want of the Ant
Omega
Our Heroes Chose the Throes
Sang the Cuckoo, Early Though
Good Old Days
Let Acumen keeps Him Sane
The Leaves All Red
On Chihuly Garden and Glass
Contrariety
The Bee’s Knees in Wilderness
Respite
The Earth was Red in the Face
A Willowy Lady
Blooming in the Buff
The First Winter Snow
Packs of Snow
The Snow Flowers
As the Dusk was Near Me
In the Vast of My Heart
Four O’ Clock Vine
I’ve been Given a Work to Do
The Nightingale, an Archangel
Dream
Going for a Song
Beautiful Days
The Evening Queen
A Lunatic Prig
When Dusked the Twilight Sky
Where I Lived
More is My Devoir to Pen
The Making of a Nest
The Blooms of Aster Flowers
The Mustard Flowers
Working Through the Sorrow
The Star Jasmines
My Childhood Days
Often I Miss
As I Saw the Cherry Blossom
Memory
The Red Hibiscus
The Poinsettia
The Rain Lilies
Being Spoilt for Choice
Came My Little Wonders
When that Rings Your Chimes
Take Me to Paradise
The Peace Lily
The Sparrows
Jacaranda
The Sunflowers in My Lab
A Newspaper and a Cup of Tea
Come My Hesitant Hind
A Raceme of Poems
Began the rhythmic unison
Of the foreseen poems,
And one by one
With silent acclaims.
 
And placed in canorous frames
Betimes they became
A raceme of poems
With my furbished mind in them.
Be That As It May
What I penned
Not a sudden spurt
But what reigned
In my heart
Since a bygone day.
 
May not be nice
To get acclaim
And may not entice
Any one poem,
“Be that as it may…..”
Let Not
Let not dearth
And not the bane
But for the Earth
The rainbow reign.
 
Let no one come to you
And not you go to one
If not you give a clue
How a heart is won.
A Dawn
After a beautiful night
Merging with stars galore
When all quiet
On the floor,
 
Again a benison
In a beckoning dawn
And in unison
My mind was drawn.
 
With umpteen flowers
I met very many birds
And for hours
A wallow in words.
A Wakefulness
Wakeful I was and also the birds
And all the time
A happy chime
With dulcet words.
 
Also found an accord
While moving to dawn
Where my lawn
Touches the chord.
A Gay Sunny Day
Whispered the passing river
When with her in a gay sunny day,
And like a one-day wonder
It veered away.
 
But what grown afar
Suddenly came my way,
And not a one-day wonder
Was that gay sunny day.
A Wait
Already caught by the cumber
What the traffic made,
Followed the amber
And then the red.
 
But met a delicate portrait
Close to my sight,
And a wait was great
And then the green light.
Late
Late last night
When all very quiet
I thought of a dawn
Which was great,
 
And the birds with songs
In my lawn
All in wait,
 
But when I woke up
It was late.
After the Snow
After the shower of snow
And the trees all white
And I came to know
A feeling so quite,
 
On the snow
The sun shined
And behind the window
It stirred my mind.
When No More Snow
When there was no more snow
But sparrows in the yards
And when I heard the welcome swallow
And in the trees the yellow songbirds;
 
Passing through spring to summer
I spent hours to seeing
The umpteen flowers of all colours
And the leaves all green.
Falling In Love
Elated seemed the morning sun
And belated was the fading out,
As I met the one
I thought about.
 
As if the moon was shining
On my behalf,
When I was feeling
That I fell in love.