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    The Fallen Flower Called Red & Blue: A Raceme of My Poems
    The Fallen Flower Called Red & Blue: A Raceme of My Poems
    The Fallen Flower Called Red & Blue: A Raceme of My Poems
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    The Fallen Flower Called Red & Blue: A Raceme of My Poems

    By S.M.A.Faiz

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    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.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherXlibris US
    Release dateFeb 24, 2023
    ISBN9781669867371
    The Fallen Flower Called Red & Blue: A Raceme of My Poems

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      The Fallen Flower Called Red & Blue - S.M.A.Faiz

      Copyright © 2023 by S.M.A. Faiz.

      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

      844-714-8691

      www.Xlibris.com

      786680

      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

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