On a Day of Mourning
Md. Anser Ali
On such a day, today I stand,
Arrived at sorrow’s gate;
You have departed, leaving me
An orphan in my fate.
Your legacy stands lofty high,
Engraved in golden line;
Through deeds you proved your strength and worth,
Among the fulfilled you shine.
You took the helm as a beacon bright,
A giver, noble and true;
In spreading education you led the way,
Setting the rhythm and cue.
Rabeya Khatun, a noble woman,
Known for virtues wide;
Not new to the northeast she is—
Her fame spreads far and wide.
Jan 13
Jan 13, 2026 at 8:28 PM UTC
I Lose in Arguments
By: Md. Anser Ali
In others’ eyes, I’m quite the fool,
Yet never deceitful, that’s my rule.
Even when I know the truth so clear,
I lose the debate, without any fear.
A brief defeat, a lasting gain,
I win in silence, not in vain.
Those who win in heated talk,
Often help with truth as they walk.
When facts arise, I do not fight,
Well-wishers sulk, though I know they’re right.
Time’s my friend, and patience deep,
Losing the quarrel, my peace I keep.
When victors find their proof at last,
Grateful, I smile—my pride held fast.
Jul 24, 2025
Jul 24, 2025 at 8:26 AM UTC