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Nurul
Nurul
55/M/Bangladesh Biography of Nurul Hoque / ------------------------------------------ / / Nurul Hoque is a poet and essayist from Bangladesh. He has written several books but Twenty books of poetry is well known in his native. He has been engaged in creative writings.
My millions marriage anniversary today; Million years back, on this day, I tied all with you my universe , And Millions of unseen souls blessed us to never be apart from creating themes It has been a prolonged journey which I started. From the very infinity Love her with and still today Ublind passion As she was always my precious gifted enhancement Within million years We are pleased to create golden memories We made the stars, sky, nebula and ocean witneys our love When on the banks of Sandy heart We walked hand in hand On the birthday I prepared a natural cake for you my universe And made some solemon promises as the enlightened Candles blew. I still remember that winter night when I was Shivering in cold And you spend a sleepless night having me in your touch As you wrapped me always with your affection...
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Jul 12, 2022
Jul 12, 2022 at 6:17 AM UTC
My Unseen Anniversary Today
We are Passing hard times Deadly and sadly Like the snatchs of mist on grass And I see How a bullet of a slayer Can close a chapter. The whole body has fallen down on the ground, We will not forgive him Who has killed you Mr. Shinzo Abe Yes, Just only a bullet. How it has pierced The heart of the whole earth. I see how it blows The mourning sea water. This wet afternoon, The burdened birds are lamenting with teary eyes New Hiroshima and Nagasaki are waking up, How to carry again That old nuclear mourning. Although love never unconquered. O leader. We will sleep with you too Like my mother Felt asleep two days ago On the earthen bed. I wish you for rest of soul in peace As I am tired of losing my mother I pray for the forgiveness Of mother's soul And the soul of you , Mr Abe
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Jul 12, 2022
Jul 12, 2022 at 6:12 AM UTC
I am Passing Hard Time
Forgive me, O Lord! We are very ungrateful beings, Constantly cheating ourselves And gradually dragging our own destruction And drowning in the bottom of darkness. The air that you have sent for our benefit, Has been contaminated by us. For the balance of this world The mountains you created, Have been destructed by us for no reason. We have torn these For our enjoyment and lust. The beautiful heart of animals and birds, The forest, the lungs of the earth are burning. Today we have forgotten The history of our birth. O Lord! You have not sent any force from the sky To subdue our ********** Today the whole world is being overwhelmed By just a single invisible and almost lifeless virus- One kind of microorganism. The nuclear weapons And submarines are now a big shame for us. I can clearly see the lines on the foreheads Of the world leaders. Today there is no end of our regret. We have surrendered ourselves To the vastness of your grace. We have taken shelter In the coat of your own existence. Forgive us, oh Lord!
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May 25, 2021
May 25, 2021 at 10:10 AM UTC
Forgive Us, Lord
I will never talk about her again She's gone with the wings of time The spectrum is with the guards Left the feathers of loneliness. Enthusiasm is missing now in the subdued air I only see the scars of sadness in the aureate moonlit. On the crest of Zarul tree at midnight cries the feeble wind The poetic cosmos waits to take birth from womb of a girl I won’t talk about her to the shore I am immersed in the secret talks of subjugation Swallowing the filth of loneliness today I will leave behind witnesses of boundless solitude Yet I will never talk about her.
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May 19, 2021
May 19, 2021 at 5:18 AM UTC
I Will Not Talk About Her Anymore
On the way of long travel For few moments here to stay in The distance is far away, to go Engaged with nonsense gay !! All these are shadow of beauty The real is fully unseen I too go like grandfather None of us nothing has been... While you tell love is all that's good But many times I saw love is lie The man makes drama by off his mood And I looked the reality is flying through the sky On the way of long travel or going end Thought you are alone none has to hold your hand...
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May 16, 2021
May 16, 2021 at 3:42 AM UTC
The Shadow Of Beauty
O Palestine My Palestine, Open your eyes You need to reply all in the language of bullets In a voice full of hatred I saw Israeli bombardment overnight. Burning human civilization all around The curse of our souls is upon those who are engrossed in destruction. Those who take away our abode. O Holy Mosque Al-Aqsa, You are the essence of our existence I swear by my Lord that I will never allow this holy place of yours to be defiled. Where is my brother Arab non-Arab Qatar Kuwait and the King of Saudi Arabia Who are holding the flag of Islam? Who are contained an ancient heritage. O brother Are you engaged in oiling their palms ? Now we want unity. And there is no alternative to unity. I hate all airstrikes Bullets are falling from unseen dark O Palestine My Palestine, When will you sleep unduly? We are waiting for the good day.
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May 16, 2021
May 16, 2021 at 3:32 AM UTC
O Palestine My Palestine,
No rains nothing is dropping at outside The sky seemed beautifully blue and clean Purples and pretty colors of nature none can hide Wonderful rainbow in the west really can be seen Over the trees, lake, river and over the village Seven colors are laughing and dazzling more Thousand of people here and there in of all ages Never saw at a glance like this scenario before I glazed myself in twinkling this afternoon Rainbow without rain, wonder and miracles and the enlightened world looks at the moon In a day always you and we are the alls
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Oct 3, 2020
Oct 3, 2020 at 11:05 AM UTC
A Wonderful Rainbow
To me the night is like a unending stream Bed is laid with a sheet of nature I sleep in bed that night Let me bring this body My vision extends far beyond that And thrown into the vast universe I express solidarity Deserted throughout the body of night And with perfect balance They are shining millions The only star in the galaxy Pull me closer I am seduced by her idle gaze Every pores of my body Like a rabbit's ear invites you in a cautious posture You're my Morning Star In adolescence, grandfather used to say that You have absorbed all sins and heat of the world and you've become immobile From the highest place in the sky to you I am fascinated by the excited and tempted Morning Star! Is your body covered with light? And like Chandrarenu forever exposed? Are you surrounded by a paddy field, river and canal? Is there any teenager murderer Judhistir Named Facebook who lives on? You look like a sad nightmare tonight My pain-laden face is like a flickering light I beat hammer inside your bosoom I can hear the sorrowful sound O Morning Star. However, are you an acceptable opaque shadow of acceptance An eclipse? Divided into parallel! O Morning Star, My Morning Star.
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Jun 30, 2020
Jun 30, 2020 at 12:34 PM UTC
O Morning Star, My Morning Star
We're two flowers have bloomed in a same tree Sometimes I m feel shame but you're too free You're too humble,   loving and you are so kind And I am for you ever and  a wonderful blind You're like a moon on  sky are spreading light And the whole universe is under your eye sight we are  born in same time on the uneven Earth To make it even, cool as it like melting hearth On a road of poetry, I am lucky to have found you We're abstract friend in bond and that is so true I never want to left a friend till the end of life I will cultivate a  garden together to survive We believe our existence and we believe a god Let's come to remove here  all shorts of odd... ****************** Gongadhar Patti , Manikgonj 08042019
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Jun 30, 2020
Jun 30, 2020 at 11:25 AM UTC
You And Me
A poet never suffers from a heart attack The whole is in the nature Or it is in the blood of nature The heart of the poet is mixed. All the forests of the world are poems Rhymes of poetry flowing all over the ocean Therefore, a poet can never suffer from heart disease The stars in the galaxy lay in the bed on this planet In the solar system emits liquid moonbeam from the eyes of the moon The poet's existence every often is found How did that worm resides in the poet’s ***** When a poet feels pain in the left ventricle Feel that nature has fostered balance somewhere A poet's heartbeat does not mean heart disease The cry of nature.
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May 27, 2020
May 27, 2020 at 3:42 PM UTC
A Poet Never Suffers from a Heart Attack