Sunday, April 19, 2020

Evening in a Village

The twilight has a strange power,
Brings with it the aroma of evening flower.
Evening,when calm an’pale,
I listen to the chinkings o’the early nightingale.
Birds o’different feather,
Fly to their respective nests together.
Fishing boats returning to’ards the shore,
The beautiful sight I really adore.
Farmers and vendors, homewards bound,
They’ve to reach their homes before the dark’s around.
In the shore ladies assemble to chat’bout men an’matters,
There’s an old man who often flatters.
The evening breeze which blows from the west,
When the cool breeze touches me, I’m in my best.
~ M Rezvie Omerdeen 
7th November 2014




















 
 
 
 


 

Noor Jehan, “ The Singing Queen”



Noor Jehan,the unforgettable name,
The songstress who is still a fame.
In Radio, your songs were relayed,
In my cd player, your songs were often played.
'Anmol Ghadi' songs, you sang well in BBC,
Coz in melodies,you knew abc...
Your acting and your melodious voice,
Makes my heart rejoice.
When it comes to 'Noor Jehan Songs, I'm so crazy,
Frequently your songs I play when I'm too lazy.
I like to mention without any fear,
Ace actress cum songstress, you were of yester-year.
I don't like to compare you with any other,
You're the singing queen and my God-mother.
~ M Rezvie Omerdeen
Matale, Sri Lanka (17th September 2014)







Human Being and Being Human

Why call myself 
A human being,
If I don’t think of
Being a human?
~ M Rezvie Omerdeen 
18th April 2020

Friday, April 17, 2020

The Lady I Adore

 Gazing at the moon,
 Posing from the balcony,
 Wearing the richest costume 
 And a charming smile.
 Humming like a mermaid,
 In a romantic way,
 Feet tapping rythmically
 For a love-song o’some sort.
 Whom she’s looking for 
 And her notions?
 I’m eager to know,
 Coz she’s
 The Lady I adore.
 ~ M Rezvie Omerdeen (11/02/2007)