Short Bengali Poems

smell of Jui flower
in curls of my beloved
remnant of a kiss




Jui (Bengali)=Jasmine...

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War for the language
Red in green flag on the sky
Born there a nation


© Mahtab Bangalee
09 February, 2022
Chattogram...

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Bengali women squatting
                                    Pitchers, bangles,gossips
                                            The river Barak indifferent...

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God can’t change, but 
                             historian can - 
                                              that's history!



-October 26, 2018 Chattogram



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From the quote of Prominent Bengali Writer D. AKbar Ali Khan....

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X-A-Pacx
Smell power of aid
We dance through a complex enough circle, winning and losing.
Acid smell, magnesium burnin' rubber, i-see
Livin' rock n'roll, livin' dance puppet
BMW force and lineage, Merc all-around maker.
Holiday-Inn. Drive?
Bengali tiger on the loose, strap on that rope.
Sure I can, yes that's right I can....

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White Tiger


Blue
Eyes

Black
Stripes

Fire 
Heart

New moon
Hunts

Bites
Me by
The hand

Chosen
One

Leader
Inner truth

Chased
From room
To the full moon

Run out
Of breath

Ignore
The task

Lead
Me 
From fear
And shadows

Bengali
Bengali
Bengali

Stay with
Me in my nights

Contrary
Contrary
Contrary

My good luck
Fairy...

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MIRANDA'S PROVERBS COLLECTION

    VEILS

Although she covers her face with a veil, she
   always manages to be coquettish. (Bengali)

With a veil every woman is beautiful. (Azerbaijani)

A woman without a veil is like food without salt. (Pashto)

An ugly woman exchanges a silk belt for a woolen veil. (Russian)

The thicker the veil, the less worth taking it off. (Turkish)



   by alkas...

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Bengali looks are thine today
Have made my bright day
Like delicious sweets of Bengal
Thy quotient of beauty I extoll

Melodious and full of honey
I feel when I look at thee
How charmingly cute you are..!
Inspiring me to verse like a star

Traces of hair so shiny
Eyes have twinkle so tiny
Divinity has found its abode
And it's thy forehead broad

May you invoke in me power to verse
Then I steal  words even from multilverse..!!...

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House turns into brothel today, near and dear seems prostitute
glory of saree has lost in clownish luxury, lost their gentle look.
Facebook and Messenger continue to serve them freely thereon
dating, chatting and adultery shows barbarian prostitution.
How will they open cloths! If there any cloth on the breast!
pussy is open without pounds! for rice only prostitute try their best.

N.B. This is the translated form of one of my poetry written in Bengali language....

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