Best Aimlessness Poems

Crystal cliff from the dale of Dhurung, covered with a motherly pad
It was 1986; winter's biting cold hugged the spacious birthing cry
The sweetmeats invited harshly the ominous job suspension letter
Boy child, the Persian moon wandered alone laps to laps opening eye
Started movement of life on...

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I want to draw eternal kisses on the vermilion of flowers
I wake up with a sip of tea crag to catch the full moon
Poetry of certainty calls me to your lenient body in the drowsy night
In the civilization of the sun, I travel future with...

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Obscurity cared for the infant's pediatric life innocently where the motherly lap was way to life
At four, a playground was farming fields and a rustic prayer home with brother and cousin
Collecting paddy straws to help my mother in cooking and learning religion were duties daily
Sometimes...

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Cultivation of distressful life was starting in our family after the cyclone
No shelter we found except a crushed hamlet on far dale with full alone
On the next year we’re moved to hill tracts for probing of best living fate
Through a little job my father cared...

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A thousand winds within the wind
Let all fly away to the unknown like the migratory birds
Let the letter in the blue envelope reach the heart of the suffering
Let's pledge to live this civil uproar without discrimination at the end
I will sleep at the end of...

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In class five the studies was going on for local scholarship
After exam I was seized by love for a girl thru friendship
Second I was in prize but left me alone she went to Dhaka
In merit list I was always as usual in the institutional data
At...

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Khagrachari Islamia Madrasha was my first Islamic institution
Mawlana Quashem was first Islamic tutor in learning junction
Thru impolite ego I was mocking the class teacher in learning
By Ustad Faruq I was beaten sore in the first month morning
Whatever to acquire the Islamic knowledge I was continuing


©Mahtab...

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Not in nursery; in standard class one I got admission there
With elder brother I went to school till standard class three
For loquacious mockery I was beaten punitively by a teacher
After a week in fever when went there I felt fear of study
And in nineteen ninety...

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Nineteen ninety one, at the age of six saw the frenzied dance of the cyclone
In the atrocious dark of the night, we were out of sleep, fighting with wild storm
We heard the scream of people, lost our tin shed whole roof with the garret zone
On...

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