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ALI SHAREEF
English Poet, Maldives.

Born: August 12, 1931 at Maldives.


ADDRESS

    Assistant Director General
    Ministry of Information
    Arts and Culture
    Government of Maldives
     

IMPORTANT WORKS:

  • Two collections of poems

HONOURS:

  • Silver Pen Award for Journalism from the Government of Maldives

 

 
 
 

  

 

Nuclear Threat
  

If we recalled the nuclear bombing of Hiroshima
One can realise the destruction
Caused by a nuclear attack,
It was fifty-three years ago, but still
The victims are suffering,
Not a story based on fake.
No one can describe the scene of the annihilation.
Heat soared up to six thousand degrees,
A fireball of two hundred meters
Rose up like a mushroom,
The bodies of human beings melted to skeletons,
Burned beyond recognition,
The whole city flattened to the ground,
From the destructive power nuclear,
How can we safeguarded from the fear,
Only solution for the problem,
Quest for peace with anticipation,
The desire of billion hearts of our region

 

Train of Chance

The train is coming to a halt,
This is the time to get on it,
If you miss the chance, that may be all your fault,
Losing the last opportunity,
One has to face, so much difficulty,
They say luck, once in lifetime,
Knocks on your door,
So, better be prepared with conformity,
Under an irresistible power,
That we know as destiny,
Which opens different ways for different persons,
When you are on the right track,
You are fated to win,
Talent is the driving-force behind success.

In Jail and Away from Home

What a bitter experience in a foreign jail,
Always with sudden fear and to wail,
Shaken to hear the sound of the policemen's boot,
Who's come to see her, to hoot,
A dreadful shock at the time of interrogation,
A hey-day for the big brass in jubilation,
They were boisterous and careless,
Besides beating, forced to be topless,
Then she was taken into a cell,
Not allowed to sleep, no food to eat, it was hell,
A flashbulb in front shedding bright light,
Causing much harm to her eyesight,
Untold misery for more than two years,
Remembering loved ones and burst into tears,
Then forced to sign the documents,
Already written without her comments,
Ignoring the pleading of not guilty,
Regarding as a confession, for the crime,
Squeezed out by torture for a long time,
She was there like a fish out of water,
No sincere friends to advice about the legal matter,
At last, she was set free, returned to freedom,
Lingering in the mind, the days of boredom.

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