POEM: A TRIBUTE TO THE BELIZEAN POETS
Ridendick Mitro ( West Bengal, India )
[Belize is a country in North America. It gained independence from the British on 21st September, 1981. That is why, even though it is a neighbor of the Spanish-speaking countries Mexico and Guatemala, its first language is English, along with Spanish and Creole.
This country is also a part of the Maya civilization from thousands of years ago. The other remnants of the Maya civilization are spread across several other Spanish-speaking countries in the world.
Their way of life is very neat, natural, and deeply cultural.
A few years ago, Ridendick Mitro worked on all the countries of the world through English poetry. Countries About 200 ( Two thousands ), who are the members of the UNO and others. Volume Published.
He wrote one poem for each country, and entire books for some of them.
He tried to work however his study and feelings guided him. Though all countries are same with the great soil and great men.
Ridendick Mitro, professionaly is a poet, writer, scientist of many subjects, a social reformer and a world peace activist, who writes in Bangla, English and Spanish. He has done a lot of work on Belize too. That is why he studied a lot about it.
Though this is not the first poem he wrote about Belize, this is the first published poem on this land. This one not actually first published on Belize, because, when he wrote on all the nations in the world, there he wrote a poem on Belize with others. But, this poem is first published out of the special solo collection ( manuscript) on Belize, this number of poems more than fifty. It is one of them. The poems of Belizean poets fascinated him. So he wrote this poem about them. Even though he has many more works about Belize.
Ridendick years ago started writing life as a correspondent and staff-reporter, sub-editor in the newspapers, and editor-in-chief in a Kolkata Publication. Due to writing literature and others, he is somewhat far form daily journalism, but a responsible brave columnist.]
POEM: A TRIBUTE TO THE BELIZEAN POETS
Ridendick Mitro (West Bengal, India )
How could I express my legend words
About your stream of instructive prestige,
I’m overwhelmed when open your doors,
What’s the vastness there, cannot realize.
The imagery and metaphor in them, oh poets,
Are measureless, sincere and constructive,
How you realize the inners of joy and pain,
I am dearly speechless, when I read.
Hey dear Belizean poet and poetess,
From the serene land what’s your journey,
As a fruit plant’s seed’s new victorious face
Into its new leaves, charm, wondrously.
Its youthfulness is like that there,
Merits are like an old banian tree,
Smell is like a soil-vessel’s water,
I put for them this metaphor, imagery.
You everyday work hard and sleep,
Between the times you think and write,
How you chase and survive it,
Day, noon, afternoon, evening and night.
Despite the situations you spread dreams
Over your people and entire earth,
How you consume your soil and streams,
And you write them up with meaning apart.
No advertising stands your favour,
But, you work out only to create,
Someone reads your endeavour,
In the different silences, in depth.
As I from Bengal, India, Bharat,
Read you coincidentally, and feel,
How your scale of creations is broad,
Make me outstandingly deep and heal.
Belize, Belize, a paradise of peace,
Peace with knowledge and creative hearts,
Likewise your veg foods and drinks,
And the ceremonies, drums and concerts.
A country is big just not depending
On its population, money and space,
A country is big just finding
What’s its morality, depth and grace.
Would you read my poems oh greats,
I am your reader only can be said,
I enrich my pride and loyal hearts
By directing me into your content.
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(8:07 pm 31 July, foothpath tea shop, finishing touch, evening, on 3 August, 2026, )
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