Dr. Noorul Huda

Let's Not Fall Apart Between the binaries of Good and bad, Beautiful and ugly, Contradictions Man and woman, Private and public, Correct and incorrect, Positive and negative, the real essence of life has been evaded, it has brought down to the lane, the bright phase of life. But, let us not fall apart  just for this sort of unfit element, and help each other to the best  as much as you can and we can. @Noor...✍️  lot more to come...

  The Mysterious Wall                                                                      The wall to be known as mysterious one. On it Frame hanging an image of skull You could witness crawling lizards too. On it resting bird with haunting eyes You could witness dry creepers too. On it ashes of the witchcraft You could witness that magic too. The wall to be known as mysterious one the famous one in countryside too. @ Noor....✍️

Walk along with me to the Solitude. Walk along with me,  will take you to the place of solitude I believe, the road I step on is made of stones,  fences, meadow and yes here and there , You witness the shit of dogs, the canal along the road is pleasing with its meanders, You remember our souvenir on the bank of it,  our whisper and that stillness, Come walk along with me, Lets find that solitude that is of deficit. By  Noor

Those tears of them are not of matter.  Those tears of them are not of affair.  Those palms of helplessness are not of worry.  Those innocent faces are not made of masks.  Those little hearts are in need of rest.  But, those tears, feet, palms innocent hearts,  today are at the state of failure.  Nevertheless,  The "Power" has won rather innocence is in pain.  Tomorrow of India is in dark which gonna leave a remark. By Noor Description: These lines are written in the backdrop of empathy towards the underprivileged children whose tears and innocence has failed to melt the iron hearts of the governments.  Please do comment. 

Monster You are at the seashore with speed though,  Everyday I visited you You soothed, calmed me,  And I embraced you Your tranquility though with hurts, shur.. ...,  Never realized one day you gonna scatter me,  destroy me, and devastate everything belongs to me,  You are at the seashore Despite, I cherished you.  # Noor.  Description: These lines were written in the backdrop of Amphan cyclone, which has destroyed Bengal, Odisha and the neighboring country Bangladesh as well.  Am talking to the monstrous tides whom I befriend. But,today they are not at all concerned about me rather they devastated me.  Need your criticism to improve. 

Northeast has always been a destination of floods every year living behind thousands of families to starv and homeless. Mean while, the period of lockdown has accelerated the degree of difficulty, has worsened the infrastructure posing the challenge to the administration and making the people to suffer.  To the floods: You have bad temper But, there is a lot of waste Although you are for everyone But, not for anyone.  #Grappler.

Can't Do It You are fragile today and the whole things are at messy Knife is on the floor thank God You are at the door Today I know to handle it but not like you You wake up early  Do the unpaid job Is it you really wanna do Or it's just a clock made you to do so What if I grow up like you MOM?  No, I can't imagine  and do it like you You are the best and the rest is worst.  # Noor. Description: History reveals in its layers. Mothers have been doing in their whole lives cleaning, caring, bringing up kids without any remuneration and we haven't notice their unpaid chores so far. Hope down the lane times change.  These lines are dedicated to all MOM'S.