anwar-parvez-shishir
Since 1994 I have been working on Bangla & English poetry and it seems to be my worship to the Invisible Flutist of Sir Albert Einstein. When the material world is undeniably priceless, a fellow could never be a POET; this is a hypothesis though but I've experienced and believe it for sure. I live in Dhaka in purpose of my job but I bought up in Jessore, a sub-urban District town in the south-west of Bangladesh. All passion for poetry, Literature, Music and Visual Art is based in Jessore and Dhaka. For higher studies, I had an unique chance to live in Central London at Shadwell area for five long years. In the mean time, I roamed so many villages near or far about London. That was a great travel memory of my life.
I'm just where truly I belong
Singing a 2nd dating song...
It's your turn to love me back,
You're full-free to hold me tight /
Life's an amazing game to hack,
Morning's chased by wishful night...
Jun 9, 2016
Jun 9, 2016 at 1:15 PM UTC
The chances of being
a regular chap in education
I have failed to avail,
I have missed I must say
But there was no sign
in my life of any success
Anything good
would have been happened...
Now a days, I am suffering
with super frustration
What really would
I do in my future,
All the potential
of my learning & gaining
To be a standalone fellow
is going to be reduced one by one!
No one is at my side
and nothing productive
happens around me...
It’s quite dark everywhere,
wall and wall so high
I’m almost finished
and it’s hard to capture
The gone wind but
I am trying my best to recover...
To rediscover the gap
I have created by myself
I am super lonely
in my way of life,
perhaps I am cynic...
And the people I am engaged with
are not so helpful and friendly
All the way they act
so competitively, thinking of their own only...
I am in vain my lord
and I know not what’s
in my store really...
I wish If I could get
any fair chance in my country!
But my lord, there are so many
unfair means in social or political dealings,
It’s quite ridiculous
and I realize it a way out system of our society...
One major thing
I feel inside that I must bring myself
Out from the darkness now
I am bearing with me
The most lashing thing
is the loneliness & friendless
environment all around
My parents are still alive
but they can’t help me as I need...
Then all I do have effectively
is me only, my dear roadrunners
The growing myself in me
whom I did never try to find
I have no one for myself
except me,
I was blindfolded
I start now depending on myself,
better late than never...
All the dreams and high hopes
will reduce to dust uselessly
If I leave myself
if I misunderstand myself,
if I underestimate myself
So many occasions
I did the mistakes feeling helpless ,
Oh me...!
But in the most next minute
I get the power of myself in me to live like a man
Critical reality has taught me
to speak to myself, it’s a chance
Like a human in the world
full chances to live with rice & respect
I am no more helpless
for I am now with myself and precisely
An invisible flutist is everywhere
with me as well watching me ...
© 2015 Mohammad Anwar Parvez Shishir
Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 3:12 PM UTC
I hope always for the best
And since I keep the suitable status
Of every single objects so I, in return,
Want that the human in me would get the same...
At least I hope so but you know, my wise
Fellow readers, I got some personal experiences
Of being unfairly exploited, unjustly treated
But I didn’t deserve it really for I have a third eye...
The universal law of motion
And emotion is not equal, not symmetric
I came to know then rather in some cases,
I deserve the priority to express and establish my ideas...
but there I failed to do so poorly, with sure blockades
The promising Socrates had left this world
In that very unwanted manner being in the darkness
Philosophers might be surprised, “Oh, really....!”
I will say then, yes my dear friend,
The idea givers for the best for the mankind,
Are the proud and the golden sons of Socrates.
I think I am also one of those happy brothers...
For I also wish to render my fruitful and positive ideas
For the best of our community and for our countrymen.
I am ever ready to die, to die a first death only
But one foremost thing I must not leave is the ‘truth’....
I really love the truth, the beauty of the universe,
The fragrance of flower garden, the waves of seas;
The frozen ice on the mountains, spring through the valleys
I dare not to deny these after million times death....
I’m in fair love with these, are the expression of my lord
Whom I care until my last breath & forever in any dimension.
But this must be some test of my lord to make me real solid gold
Out of the heavy mixed ugly ore under the rocks so hard...
My lord, give me your warm shelter, right pathways
So that I could bear the extreme heat and freezing cold
Of this polluted & ignorant world so sleepy, so dark
As it moves so slow, as it turns around blindly
Save me until I die and protect me onward...
© 2015 Mohammad Anwar Parvez Shishir
Aug 19, 2015
Aug 19, 2015 at 4:08 PM UTC
There’s nothing very new in my life,
Even for a moment I can’t have a happy breath, sigh ...
Always I sigh watching around me crossing borders...
I’m leaving the authentication of my youth,
Through sacrificing it for the better future
But I see not any sign of heading...
Difficulties of producing grains in the fields,
Sure miseries of farmers in the villages,
We are practising aristocracies being learned
And precisely we are having skeletal extortions...
How far I am to go! Good heaven!
Tonight I enjoyed a movie based on the religious
And social collision between the Jews and the Christians.
It was ‘The Exorcist’, it’s so nice really.
We, the fellows of this mother earth,
Must have to love each other and sacrifice our souls
For others’ benefit and it was taught
By the teacher of mother Russia Leo Tolstoy.
We all have to leave the complexity of our mind
Of calculating the avoidable things and self-interest
By means of greater values & realizations...
To the farthest of our missing appropriations...
We must have to forget the inflation of products
Rather we focus for the coming assassination of time...
As we forgot the price-rise of a chocolates
While at primary school rather taking stress
Of paying monthly fees from father's wallet...
I frequently have it in my soul that I possess not
The actual humanity in me for I didn’t experience it,
From my very childhood but I can learn it
As I don’t have any barricade reading serious writings
Of the greatest life-artists. Yes...
I must have to keep it going with me more.
Now, I’m going to be the part & member of the free-thinkers group.
I have to live for human’s interest to give them lessons,
To enlighten them in the way of unity,
To make the world a far better place for the new born babies!
Oh good Lord, please assist me bearing the ethics in me,
I want you now as I wanted you before.
Save me please as you have always been saving me...
Oh absolute pure Lord of heaven & hell...
(c) 2015 by Mohammad Anwar Parvez Shishir
Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 4:09 PM UTC
'First ray of light I saw with my eyes
Face seemed to me the world in size,
Called her Maa when, I don’t know!
Was ready to me, the world to show...
'I don’t remember the tears of pain
Tearful eyes while a child to gain,
Joy rolled down from head to toe!
Was ready to me, the world to show...
'Kept me safe from even a scratch
None must find forever a match,
I call her Maa, I will always call so!
Was ready to me, the world to show...
'Mistakes I have done so many more
You have led me but the right door,
Helped me find the right place to go
Was ready to me, the world to show...
'In my darkest hours to live
You have always hands to give,
You have always Yes, never No...!
Are ready to me, the world to show...
'I am heavenly blessed getting you
As my soul guide always new,
You have much to teach me though...!
Are ready to me, the world to show...
'Hard is the time and long is the way
I am blessed having you still today,
I admit so clearly to you, I owe...!
Are ready to me, the world to show...
Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 7:16 AM UTC
You could spend a millennium
searching for home
Or you could just look around at the faces that embrace you. Home is where you are free to plant your heart.
It took time for me to realize
Compassion will set us free
(C) Tiffanie Noel Doro
Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 11:21 PM UTC
My recollection of you is that of the universe
At times seemingly vacant
But its just the contrary-
consumed with magnificent new discoveries
Each one captivating and beyond my capability of expressing beauty
But I'm afraid
You will never let me see
Though I have tried beyond my bounds
It seems to be a game full with vain
(C) Tiffanie Noel Doro
Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 11:14 PM UTC
‘Flew back some of Crows to me
I helped them fly once far away,
For not to stay and eat me up!
Again and over again …
‘I tried so hard and fast I could
To stay away from Crows so black,
But no way there for me to escape
Walls and walls so high …
‘Wind of return from true to lie
Can’t deny the strongest touch,
Pleasure of surfing into the blue
Still fly there crud black Crows …
‘Black Crows chase me all the way
From dawn till dusk being breathless
Sometimes I win and lose in chain,
Sea-waves rest me at shore at night …
‘Liars taught me to catch the crows
To start a series of sins afterwards
I liked first then I came to know
Crows do deal with Lucifer’s choice …
‘Knew I was going through darkness
Just keeping faith to get a light,
At last I found there not a ray
Al least to find a way back home …
‘Home for me and home for you
Found but lost by misfortune,
So far as I try to regain,
Black Crows bar me from doing so …
‘Always tasty are forbidden fruits
Like grass is greener on other side,
Sense of reasons makes no change
You keep loving being captive …
‘So never ever catch Black Crows
must it leave you in tunnel so dark,
Even after you could find way out
You may lose your grace back there …
‘You yourself are a real touch-stone
To culture yourself among people,
Sounded bitter, should have been sweet
Wrong estimate just let you down …
‘I had two eyes but never saw
The pain emerged in parents hearts,
Watching me in black Crow’s ******
I was blind but I’ve realized now …
‘Wasted time’s now wasting me
Surely need to **** the crows,
And not to help them fly again
I wish myself to walk alive …
‘A lesson here goes to all fellows
To cure the wounds, not to endure,
The Crows will die forever too
Eyeful of ever blue sky, up there …
~ Anwar Parvez Shishir ~
05/DECEMBER/2013/THURSDAY
Jessore/Dhaka/Bangladesh
Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
Time, I found you, sky was clear blue…
Lake-fish plays, sunny summer days,
Flowers of Spring, brown guitar string
Ease our hearts, playing own parts…
Lonely wooden bench, narrow little trench
Save us for sure from being so impure,
All the way down, white long gown
Makes you my bride, tomato sun dried…
Micro-oven hot, tequila double shot
Nothing else matters, whoever scatters,
Only you & me, floating on the sea
Watching our sky, ready to full-fly…
So many days, we’ll remain always
Both of us care with faithful share
Wish to be there, lowest depth layer
Seems flatland, the life we planned…
You are my girl, precious hidden pearl
Love you always; bird in the cage
If you ever feel, stay there until,
Ever free you are, to fly forever …
But be ever sure, what you endure
Goes truly wrong or misread song!
Betrayer is better than wrong mind setter,
Love’s always new, can avail only few!…
Wish you my dear, nothing to fear
You’ll find me, in middle of the sea,
In troubled rainy day, I must say
I’m here with you, a friend so true…
Look up the sky, white clouds dry
Amid the Blue, only me & you
Will remain forever, ever & ever
I’ll love you, Honey days are still sunny…
~ Anwar Parvez Shishir ~
Dhaka Bangladesh
15/JUNE/2014/Sunday
Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 1:46 PM UTC