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Moniruzzaman Shuvro Poem
I like silver rain when she dropped on thy
Moist body, moist mind, I just hold thine hand,
I’m shivering because I’m reading thine brown eye
It’s like drinking a cup of coffee, but not on this land.
When the clouds become darker as like the charcoal
When the nature become the foe of us, and thou whisper
I Love you; then I forget my past colors of purple,
Thy smile, thy eyes, thy wet lips make me crisper.
Thy beauty like fresh ornament in this world
And I’m the thesaurus of her beauty all time,
Sometime I feel like to be the nature of the wild
And I hold her tightly in my arms and we chime,
And I feel passionate when of thee wet lips is wavering,
But I can’t hold myself to kiss thee, when thy lips are shivering.
23/01/2016
Tullamore, Ireland
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Moniruzzaman Shuvro Poem
I have been murdered
She killed me with her blue eyes
I like to be killed.
25/01/2016
Tullamore,Ireland.
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Moniruzzaman Shuvro Poem
Firefly always thought
She removed the darkness by
Her loin petit light.
27/01/2016
Tullamore,Ireland
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Moniruzzaman Shuvro Poem
I’m searching for lights
There has no light inside me
Fabled dark gulps me.
26/01/2016
Tullamore,Ireland.
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Moniruzzaman Shuvro Poem
You said you love me
But when I said, I love you
You told me ta.. ta..
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Moniruzzaman Shuvro Poem
I’m living inside you, but you don’t know me,
Your faint insurgency mind beget me gradually.
Every morning you and me drinking a cup of tea
You like too much sugar, but I don’t like it totally.
As you are getting more and more timid and weak,
And slowly I’m getting more and more stronger.
You didn’t face this world and became a stranger
You cried alone and wanted to remove the dark quick.
Your inability generated me with inseparable soul and body,
You lost your love, your hopes and saw chaos in every heart,
Deception broke your heart and made you like shoddy,
You became weaker and I was written in your chart.
You are now strong and invincible, but not alone
I’m always sitting in your beautiful heart of the salon.
Tullamore,Ireland
07/02/3015
05:15 AM.
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Moniruzzaman Shuvro Poem
From today a million of years later
Maybe our civilization won’t stay,
Maybe our town, building and our better
Life will be vanished like a far shooting star.
That’s day we’ll lose into the time’s abyss
And no one remember us and our love.
Maybe earth will be changed a wreckage bass,
And our blood will make a wave less dead cove.
We killed each other for the name of God
We ruined our civilization, our home,
Our green garden was messy, it was odd,
We cried, we hided, and died with the bomb.
From today a million of years later
Earth will find a beautiful love letter
30/08/2016
Tullamore, Ireland
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Moniruzzaman Shuvro Poem
Thy beauty likes so far of star’s light
Thy beauty likes the section of the river’s flow
Thy beauty likes nocturnal dreams
Thy beauty only for me…
Thy beauty likes the deep blue sea
Thy beauty likes clouds in the sky
Thy beauty likes verdurous arbor .
When I see the waves of the Ocean
When I hear two birds is singing little out of reach at the plant,
Then I think all fairest creation beauty likes thy.
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Moniruzzaman Shuvro Poem
A strange dark room without any door and windows,
This room has no existence of the outward world
Nevertheless, we are imprisoned inside this room.
We got two eyes, but we don’t see many things because
Mysterious darkness surrounded us on all sides.
We could not find the light, we could not find the way
To get out of this room and we want sunshine.
Suddenly one of us willing to get out this room and
Got a torch with the cold flame, and Discover a secret window,
Caught a handful of dream like a colourful blooms.
Dream of our freedom, dream of our peace, dream of our fly.
A secret window is one of the mysterious things inside of us.
Tullamore,Ireland
06/03/2016
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Moniruzzaman Shuvro Poem
Our faces covered
by a mysterious mask.
Red mask, white mask
Blue mask, black mask.
We always hide our faces
behind a mysterious mask.
When we see
The black clouds
Up in the sky,
Then we change
the colour of our mask.
When we feel of great sadness,
Then we hide our faces
behind the mysterious colourful mask.
All we are doing acting in here
Wearing a mysterious mask.
Our faces covered
By mysterious mask.
Red mask, white mask
Blue mask, white mask.
Some we are wearing a
Red mask
Some we are wearing white
Some we are blue or
Some we are black.
Some we are laughing
Some we are crying
Some we are happy
Some we are not,
It’s all occurred
Behind our mysterious mask.
Our faces covered
By a mysterious mask.
We cannot see the mask
But we can see
All it’s happened.
2/10/2013
Tullamore, Ireland
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