tabassum-tahmina-shagufta-huss
34/F/Dhaka Bangladesh
She is MA holder in British&American Literature.Writer,Poet,Columnist&Translator.International Fellow 2020,IHRAF.Columnist,Different Truths,[email protected] poems appeared in international journals& she has contributed in 5 Anthologies.
I plucked a shamrock for him,
Beautified with the glamour of the green,
Mystified with the aroma of the wild.
I am keeping it for him to give,
May love & luck shall be his,
With all the shamrock blessings.
Mar 17, 2019
Mar 17, 2019 at 3:57 PM UTC
© Tabassum Tahmina Shagufta Hussein
Come secretly, come silently as my dark night's rainfall,
Like bewildered shower, in my land of dreams.
Oh! my Divine in radiance in the duskiness, touch my soul and breath,
The sun and stars will be meaningless to me.
When all are lost in slumber, engulf me, embrace me, rob me of my sleep
Enter my lonesome room, in the garb of music
Answer, answer to my endless tears and shimmering smiles.
Mar 6, 2019
Mar 6, 2019 at 10:57 AM UTC
© Tabassum Tahmina Shagufta Hussein
Those who say about thee with
words of despair,
Merely weave walls of words,
You are not invisible , Oh Beloved.
Talk to me for a while and bless my
heart at times,
With your bliss.
Sit with me, with the gentle breeze,
I can listen to you in the sound of
waves,
I see you in the blazing sun,
From the blade of the grass to the
twinkling stars.
You make the breath of life,
Oh eternal sweet,
I am relieved of the fatigue of the
day.
Stretch Thy hands,
Put it on mine,
Paint the images of life,
With the brush of beauty.
In this beautiful dawn,
It was you who symbolised,
The living message of this Universe.
My Beloved!
Mar 5, 2019
Mar 5, 2019 at 8:17 AM UTC