11 years old Syed Abbas Raza zaidi in son of Nadeem Zaidi and Zehra Safdar Zaidi. and grandson of Safdar Hamadani and Mahpara Safdar. He is student of year 7 Sutton Grammar School, Sutton.
He was 10 years old in Year 6 Hatfeild primary school when he participated in a competition. The result of this competition is announced now in Oct 2022.
Congratulations to him for winning a prize on his well written creative poem for Young Writers competition 2022.
Abbas Raza himself wrote about this competition.
In the spring of 2022,I (Abbas Zaidi) entered a writing competition in which you could win prizes for writing a poem or story. The competition, called Wimbledon Bookfest, was a competition where young writers could enter their poem or story and hope to win.There were specified age groups and many prizes to win, such as: an ipad or a family ticket to a Harry Potter experience. The company decides a different subject every year,which you have to base your poem on. This year’s subject was The Tree.I chose to write a poem, titled The Jewel of the Forest. I won a certificate for my poem, as it was considered to win the competition. Overall, the competition was a great experience,and I recommend it to all.ARZ.
Here is his poem, The Jewel of the Forest
I stand here solemnly,
The solitary soldier,
People come and go,
Not caring as I get older.
Field and forest,
Moor and plain,
My head filled,
With constant cries of pain.
My hands stretch out,
But cannot reach,
I have ideas,
But I cannot teach.
My roots are strong,
My roots are deep,
Fell me now,
And consequences shall reap.
Soon the emeralds,
Fall off my head,
As a cold, crisp breeze,
Takes its stead.
Inside I’m empty,
My soul is void,
Blossoms please bloom,
So earth can be joyed
And so I’ve been captured,
From my home of the fen,
Now poor young sapling,
Will endure isolation, all over again.
کراچی میں مقیم معروف مترجم محترمہ تنویر رؤف صاحبہ کا شکریہ جنہوں نے عباس رضا کی اس نظم کا اردو ترجمہ اس طرح کیا ہے
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یہاں میں مودبانہ کھڑا ہوں
ایک تنہا سپاہی
لوگ آتے جاتے رہتے ہیں
میری بڑھتی عمر سے بے نیاز
کیا کھیت کیا کھلیان
جنگل اور میدان
میرا دماغ مگر دکھ اور
فکر سے پریشان
میرے بازو پھیلے ہوے ہیں
میں دکھ سمیٹنا چاہتا ہوں
بہت کچھ کرنا چاہتا ہوں
مگر! اپنے ارادوں کی تکمیل
تک رسائ تک نا رسائ ہے
مگر میرا عزم مصمم ہے
میرا یقین میرا حوصلہ منظم ہے
ایک دن یہ کاوشیں ضرور بار آور ہونگی
عنقریب میرے خیالات
میرے مخلص جزبات
یخ بستہ ہواوں کی طرح
اپنا رستہ خود بنائیں گی
میرا ذہن میری سوچ اب
میری روح نڈھال ہو گئ ہے
لیکن میرا یقین ہے کہ
پیوستہ رہ شجر سے
امید بہار رکھ
بہاریں پھر آئیں گی
گلشن پھر مہکیں گے
یہ مٹی بڑی زرخیز ہے
بس ذرا نم ہونے کی دیر ہے
