The ReciterA Poem by zainulInspired by the extraordinary performance of a female reciterThe lady was a little shy
When I requested her to recite But her heart wanted to try The poem that hovered day and night She started with low voice Her face started to change Signs of sorrow and rejoice Were shown to interchange Now,she was another person Her voice rendered artistic narration She performed a special session She was transformed to an incarnation Recitation was her passion She recited poems for years Once a poem created impression She recited it with tears A poem is the product of poet's passion The reciter presents it to the people Poet and reciter belongs to the same mission The message of the poem spreads like ripple I admire the partnership of poets and reciters for creativity Both of them have great devotion Together they work for the betterment of humanity The world should acknowledge their contribution © 2013 zainulFeatured Review
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