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.

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

Once I was very slow and placid,
Like a sleek of your mild hair
you told many times do what you need
Nothing to be done as with utmost care


We are suffering lots from dictator threat
Day to day humanity is totally dead
Someone on top to say he is great
I am undone Stupid little careless and mad

You're cherished well as amicable to me
You're really a wonderful and rigid backbone
My all doors is closed no way to  flee
Though I hypnotized  by your mellow tone

My heart is cleft looking dark not able to rid
From devils ruin, once I was fresh and placid

The number of  eighteen is a symbol
Of youth and really I love this as well
And what is your own motive or goal
yet you as soft  like an aluminum foil

The number eighteen I cherish in June
Not only birthday of someone, my dear
Yes I cherish the night with full of moon
That is not so far of mine closer to near

This is not only a number what I guess
All of my thoughts gather around it
And this day  we wishes you with bless
People are cruel here made of concrete

The number eighteen is a birthday of you
That's not so mysterious , have full of fun
The number is afresh , no need to renew
Sometimes I see precious many times none

Once  a night I  have landed down
Enchanted and charming fairy land
All the greens there looked crown
I have touched it with my soft hand

I entered  into a twilight's glory
Silence was dancing on the trees
Will narrate you a spanking story
Where conceived huge misty breeze

After a while yellow moon opened
Her face of mystery with a song
I remain in solitary, only a human
Saw the fairies  , was not so long

music of wind chimes, golden ray
What a wonder come at my leisure,
And I would spend the livelong day
Rowshan garden of untold pleasure

Fairies color that's silvery bright
Dance from leaves to little thought
purple haze of the moonlit night
I yet impaste the smell which I got

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!

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

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.

When we are need  something to heal
Best friend can help always each other
And we need to share all that we feel
For the universe, you are really a mother

You are truly an absolute friend of mine
Uncommon, wonder and much more rare
For the literature, we bloomed as shine
For all of us you know how to take care

Without you and some of my others friend
Our life would have been extremely a bore
How long our relation which never be end
Like an image that we stood on a sea shore

I want to tell you again, we you and us
And to you my friend need to narrate
And we would defeat the Corona Virus
Happy Birthday, what today we celebrate

I say Happy Birthday to you, Marieta Maglas
To remove all trash in a day of Corona Virus

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...

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.

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.

I am  alone at home in a single room
Peoples of my native I see at a glance
Dark is dancing with full of gloom
Unseen Corona craves human existence
The universe now as a burning red zone
Evils are scolding from pole to poles
I am disgruntled and vitilate backbone
Fear and tear for the erratic human souls

How I always seem happy and peaceful
Thousands are closed their eyes forever
No hope could be seen that become cool
Nothing need to express more and never

O' Lord how long I stay in an  Quarantine
Save us, as we stand on the morbid  line

Stay at home for a few days
Though  you feel gloomy
And no matter what do you want
Make your own wisdom
As your own existence
To draw a picture of happiness
And engrave it in human heart

The days of  colorful dreams
Will return soon to weave
             peace as silk
Need to stay at home,
           stay inside of home
              for some more days

I'm telling you to look at the transition
Like the transition of virus
From continent to subcontinent
Across the river sea and ocean
Nothing is the delusion
People are moving like wind
like the flow of water
Unconscious crowd
        unmasked faces
Who listens to whom.

Epidemics around the world
Rows of corpses across the country
         an inhuman being
Sweating constantly from two eyes
I'm crying.
Some birds are crying with me

Stay at home for a few days
To save mankind.

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...

There is never new and there is nothing see old
The sky Of Tunisia,  easily I can fold and unfold
In a notch of  eye sight like  magnificent light
Yes, Sometimes a day and many times in night

leaves are waved and stars a glowing in dark
They has given me absolute and divenly spark
Everything looks delighted  as an eternal ray
Tunisia, my faith is stronger then previous day

What a dream, a poet  can see you almost free
Can see the Monastir, a capital of world poetry
I do feel pleasure in a beach at wonder sunset
You are my Mediterranean sea is really great

Smell of silence  are spreaded from the south
Sahara ! travellers way, dessert of thirsty mouth
No water, Dust is whiffed  that freedom of ridge
Tunisia ! A soft sister of Egyptian Sandy breeze

Douz, a town at Sahara's edge for camel ride
Which is kept Romans gallery, nothing to hide
Serene cloud on top witnessed of Arab Spring
Men of Tunis proved by revolution none is king

Oh my sister ! I salute you for full of orbed glory
An amazing love of solitary, a successful lorry
At the time of grim sand storm whirled a while
In obscure can move with poem mile after mile

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