Dhaka Poems | Examples

We never been there

Did you hear Denice O'hare, In Jerusalem, for a conceptual in-exile?
We never been there, if you did not need halal meat market in Gospel!
Or how the surname truncates, contracts or folds for a benign bay, daylight...delight
And they hushed me too, they do, surely, they do!
In a Dhaka University, multi-colored panel?
For an outsourcing...villanelle?

9:39 AM
8-27-2024

Am I Light

Am I light or dispersed star
Scatter or straight to all earthly uneven
Whether the stray comet to unfollow
Chaos or chord to sundry upheavals
Mortal cry pebbles the enshrined path
Luminious moon guide where gleam
Wise that turn to sightless wanderer
Eternal furnace alloy even those flak
Whip of whims encage all beacons
Noble deeds dacay ,utterly numb
Trying our morale in turbulence of time
Comforts or clutter of needs ,indefinite
Men walk towards golden or grey gates
Surrender in mounting rungs and ropes
Dreams shatters like lifeless dunes
Homeless sands beneath benevolent sun
Arrays of aim pierce like pungent arrows
Win or wane for fit to survive in moor world
Featherless souls in sheer free fall;
Can there be ceaseless outbound fountain?
That fearless and frisk in favors
Solo my spirit sway all silos earth bring
Let mind sleeps sight on alpine snow
The genial breeze to free and glow
Altar the heart with care to unrest
Torch of mankind ablaze with brave
Holy human share blessings that unbent
Wish the nourishing rain to furtile and flow
Generous greats render and row.

Albatross Shore

Breath the brine in waves and wind
Sheer trips that vigil and vile
Brave who conquer and will
Break the wave thousand times.
They wish to steel in steady
They command snake to crawl
Heave the spirit in obscure decend
Pave the gold in gaudy shine.
Hail the ignite that spark unshiver
The grass they seed when arid arise
Kiss the land with motherly lips
Give the smile with benevolent divine.
Gaily sun that welcomes all woe
Raise the flag amid raging foe
Frown death within tyrrant brows
Dare to die in soldiers chime.
The unbent peers let not shiver
Words of viking one victor and valor
Endless voyage to settle ahead
Albatross shore the celestial paradise.

Long Auburn Hair

PA paparazzi,
PA paparazzi,
Pa paparazzi
They're everywhere.
Quick flash it's an image. 
Her face in Time Square.
She throws them a kiss.
To show that she cares.
She's the Top Model.
With long Auburn Hair.

She's the top Model.
So, privacies rare.
They know all about
Her new underwear.
She's the top Model.
See the flash glare.

When she lands in Dhaka
They all have to be there.
She is glamorous in aqua.
Oh, my how they stare.
They say ooh and aah.
Their dear Lady Fair.
She's the Top Model,
With long auburn hair.

This poem is about a "Top" Model,
I met on a flight to L.A.

Aimlessness-08

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 the end I was continuing in that institute for studentship 

©Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
17/01/2023

Poem 10, 2021

Need, Knowledge, Civilization…! Government, Scientists, Businessmen…! What are those, Who are they? Okay? Okay? Okay? I’m not a child of nature anymore. Robots are coming to lock my door. I bought comfort by earning much. Religion is killed by the mosque and church. Happiness of life is now far away. We’re just dying day by day. A few riches have got all the money. We kill the bees, they take the honey. Everything is now has become so complex. You can’t do anything but sitting on a desk. Money controls the power and makes corruption. We’re billions of people, but alone. They have the money and arms. Government helps them too, taking our tax incomes. Who we are now, just their slaves? Are we not living now in the civilized caves?
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January 08. 2021
Kallyanpur, Dhaka-1207.

Poem 09, 2021

What will you do with so much money? Life is just for a little time, don’t you see? You’re earning and earning million after billion after trillion, what will you do with all this money? Is it a game of winning, showing what you can? Have you forgotten that you’re also a human? Doing corruption, making money game, you are destroying the world. Don’t you have any shame? People are dieing because of you. All the power has been fallen, and it’s not new…! You’ll die, we’ll die. Our work and memory will be there, the history will cry…! We’re all equal to the Lord. What we get, is given by Him, isn’t by our own afford. Money is needed, we know that all. There should be a balance of having, as much as is possible…! You who are too much rich, please give some wealth to the poor who are as your soul; don’t miss! I’m nothing but a poet, not like you. Please don’t keep so much money only for you…!
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January 07, 2021
Kallyanpur, Dhaka-1207.

Poem 08, 2021

My life, my song, my dreams, my wrongs… all are taking me where? I’m One, I’m none, I’m mine… am going there! What I’m, Who I’m… really I don’t know. I live a life like an animal, and am living so…! Please God, help me, I want to be yours. Please God, tell me how I’ll fulfill your course? I’m a fool, I’m a stupid too. I do believe on You, I forget you , I do…! I’m loved with this worldly life all day long. I never call your name, and I don’t sing your song. Oh! God, please forgive me. I want to get your mercy, I want you to see…! How great you are, how nice you would be! I’m your sinful servant One, please forgive me…!
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January 07, 2021
Kallyanpur, Dhaka-1207.

Poem 07, 2021

God is One, He is alone. To somebody He is known, for somebody He is unknown. He is the creator of all the universes, He made us from His soul. He plays His wisdom, in all perspectives He plays His role. He is honest, all of all almighty. He was not born. He never gave birth of any individual person. He is our God, most beautiful and most merciful. He loves us all, who’re intilegent or who is a fool. He does take care of us by giving us His water and wind. He is great and He is very kind. We’ve come from Him and will be returned to Him. Don’t you agree with me, or are you really a stupid being?
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January 07, 2021
Kallyanpur, Dhaka-1207.

Poem 06, 2021

I have two Moms, one is my Mom, another is my Motherland. I love them. They are my all. They both took care of me, when I was small. They are beautiful, they are that indeed. They’ve foolfilled all my need…! My Mom is mine, her soul loves me. My Motherland’s sky is mine, and the river, and its tree. My Mom gave me her milk and her shelter. My Motherland gave me her land and its culture…! Now, I’m strong, I’m not a child anymore. Now, I’ve to do something for them, by opening an honest door. I’m to take care of them both. By loving, helping, developing all their growth…! I love my Mom, I love my Motherland. They are same to me as they’re both my one hand…! Don’t you love them as me? Please do take care of them, as they took care of us without any cost, but free…!
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January 07, 2021
Kallyanpur, Dhaka-1207.

Poem 05, 2021

If you want to be happy only yourself, you won’t be. If you try to make happy others, you’ll be happy…! It’s true, it’s the fact, wether you believe it or not…! Animals are animals, they live for only themselves. They don’t help each-other, are alone themselves. We’re human, we’re the best. We do care for each-other, we’re the wisest. Maybe, it isn’t look like a verse of a poem. It’s not the voice to get some fame. It’s the truth of you heart and soul. It’s our duty to save this world for peace. And, it’s a real human’s novel goal. Will you be been with me? Come, let’s make a beautiful world again. Not by getting everything for own interests selfishly…!
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January 07, 2021
Kallyanpur, Dhaka-1207.

Poem 04, 2021

I’m that I’m, I sing my soul song. I’m always one of you, I’m not along…! I don’t cry if you do hate. I try to love you and forget…! Life is like a bird which always fly. My dreams are my dream, like a sun in its sky…! I do love, you do love, so, we’re friends. Give and take is allwhere, and it’s our lives trends…! God was there, God is here, we do love Him. We’re living in this world like a people team…! You for me, I for you, we’re for each-other. Please be one of mine, and don’t send me too far…!
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January 06, 2021
Kallyanpur, Dhaka-1207.

Poem 03, 2021

I love my family, I love my soul. To be a real human being and to get the heaven, is my goal. I do have faith in God, who had created us all. I’m to return to Him, by getting His call. I do have a life, I do love it indeed. I’ve some sorrow, I do have some need…! I want to be as like me and who I am. I never cry, when I really am undone…! I know that life is true. I know I’ve to love others, and I try to do…! I’m a very simple man, don’t want to be very rich. I want to live my life with loving and peace. Will you be been a One like me? If you will, you’ll find how beautiful life is really…!
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January 06, 2021
Kallyanpur, Dhaka-1207.

Poem 02, 2021

I’m not me, my soul is real Me. My body will be dust, I’ll return to He. He is my God who made me. I’m His vicegerent, I want to be like He. My life is nothing but some time, where I pass my time to see. I know I’m nothing, I can’t do anything willingly. Who I’m then, who you really are? My soul is going far from me to far…! Yes, I do dream, I’ll be a happy man. I’ll do what I should. I’ll do what I really can…!
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January 05, 2021
Kallyanpur, Dhaka-1207.

Poem 01, 2021

You see, the animals are free. They’re happy…! We people are men, want to Be. And see, we’re not free. We’re not what we are, what we want to be…! Why there’re so many flowers, why there’re are so large tree? Why the sun rises, why does it set down? Why does it rain? Why we’ve made so many villages and town? I’m a man, have born to die. We’re not birds, we so can’t fly. Poetry is a language game! To be a real human being, if you can’t, it would be a real shame…!
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January 05, 2021
Kallyanpur, Dhaka-1207.

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