Zubeen Garg — A Man, A Legacy, A Soul Divine : A poetic homage to the brilliance of genius
A man, a legacy, a soul divine,
Zubeen walked Earth like a fleeting sign.
Not just a singer, but a storm of grace,
A voice that danced through time and space.
Like Michael Jackson moonwalking through the stars,
Or Bob Marley strumming peace through scars,
They came with fire, with rhythm, with light,
To heal the world, then vanished from sight.
So came Zubeen, Assam’s own flame,
A thousand songs etched in his name.
He sang of rivers, of love, of pain,
Of monsoon hearts and midnight rain.
He did not wait for time to bend,
He raced ahead to meet the end.
Genius knows no measured pace
It burns, it blazes, leaves trace.
He gave us Ya Ali, a prayer, a cry,
That soared like falcons in the sky.
He gave us Pakeeza, tender and true,
A melody dipped in morning dew.
He gave his soul to every line,
Each note a spark, each word divine.
Like Michael Jackson, Bob Marley
He knew his task, and left early.
But, the echoes still remain,
In every heart, in every lane.
A man, a legacy, a soul set free
Zubeen will always live in melody.
@mdtaslim
