Hundreds of thousands of words Shouting
How can I Call you

So deep darkness all around
How can I See you

But Red Sun rises in your sky
How can I See it

Your are in full of dreams
How can I dream your dreams in My eyes

But Still,

The Words
That can say Your say

The Darkness
Forced to see the Light

The Red Sun
May expand my horizons

And your Dream
May birth to another dream in me


Yet I can't bring you

In my known tune
In my own room
In my known rhythm
In my known traverse

Yet I speak your words,
Sing your song
Days Passing to wait
Nights passing through dreams-

Oh my God! I could not judge your game
The event is-
being-
will be-
Why the sun rose, set and the moon shine?
Are all known to you!

You float me on tears,
sit him on a branch of a tree,
babies sleep on her mother's arm-
birds fly and sing melancholy song-
thy no sorrow except happiness-
Is the game you play with dude?

If all of your will!
Why counts curse and bless?
Is it obligatory to breed heaven and hell?

He who wit you,
his mind is without fear,
he had been died before he died,
but he could not judge your game at all!

@ Musfiq us shaleheen

A yellowish brown paper,
that hided in the page of,
an old book
somehow,
a few rain dropped on it
disappeared,
A few alphabet of time
beginning and ending is clear,
said spotted dark behind
called me,
A lost journey of an era-

@ Musfiq us shaleheen

Passage departs every instant till death
I gratify to hold dear with earth's comeliness-
Oh! My darling red rose florescence's for you!
Is it the ease cadence of one else?
I have an err of passion while I will hit the road-
Oh! God how roses become fade!
Could you conceit?
Oh! God how much credence I grasp from you! !
Benevolence - Amour-Inspiration!
Time and tide hasten so zippy-
Thee devotion should be ended very soon.

@ Musfiq us shaleheen

~~
Hands which have been cleaning hard edged stones since born
grew bruising on the palate,
after that mind grew the hardest,
compact

As the sediments on pressure, temperature
in course of time, a buried treasures   
even a drop of rain never drops on this soil,
a ****** barren field,
where growing crops is beyond dreams

If her soft hand ever touch that stony hands
he could not sense, but she can
that mind never write a poetry as for her soft mind's desire,
as the rain drops on the chest of desert,
where certainly the flowers bloom, the lonely birds sing

His hands will rise with fire harp
with voices of revolutionary poetry,
heart flows with that tunes, the melody of strangers quite ambiguous to her,
where she can't play known instruments ever

The hands of hammer of the spirit of the day and night
his love is burning fire of sand that tempest in desert,
That solid gold is made with fire
where the strings of love span for eternity
~~

@ Musfiq us shaleheen

It's been a lot of days after that
When the night came to frost
Narrowly in floating fog, Eagerly in vain
The light of the muddy moon fallen
on the waiting ship of a lonely port

Continuously chill north wind blowing
on and over the wall of the standing darkness
Unintentionally anchored in an insatiable spirit
Widely the fugitive soul searching
an unexpected very moonlit night

Ah! many of things stand apart
As the cradle of classic love-
Yet rising even swinging
on the wind of last summer song
And again in another silent night
The sounds of dropping dew distinctly
dissolving with the funeral of the poetry

@Musfiq us shaleheen

He is a man just crosses teen
But he moves like a real king,
And kills all those which are sin
His thoughts are very new,
Where a hundred of years have blew
His eyes brings the universal light,
Clears all things those are so much tight
He has smashed the darkest night
And always fight for our right
He has passed through the black hole
And preserves the best peace in his soul
Yet we see he is the miracle man as a whole

@ Musfiq us shaleheen

/
My way to separate from you
A great distance,
As if in between a long light years,
Your light takes to reach

Until my darkness
One sleepless night alone
As if a full dark moon
A thick dam on my eye

But your lipstick looks red
As if the color of my blood
Your Car black
Like the color of my skin

Your love pink
Mine blue
Your dream in color
My black and white

You are a star, live beside a star
I can see you
But don't ever go to the touch
Not an one of the far
/
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যেন এক মরিচিকা
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আমার পথ তোমার থেকে আলাদা
একটা বিস্তর দুরত্ব
যেন মাঝে এক লম্বা আলোকবর্ষ
তোমার আলো এসে পৌছাতে সময় লাগে

ততক্ষণ আমার অন্ধকার
একাকী এক বিনিদ্র রাত
যেন আমাবস্যার চাদ
বাধ সেধেছে আমার চোখে

কিন্তু তোমার লিপস্টিকটা লাল
আমার রক্তের মতন
তোমার গাড়িটা কালো
আমার গায়ের রঙের মতন

তোমার ভালবাসা গোলাপী
আমার নিল  
তোমার সপ্ন রঙিন
আমার সাদা কালো

তুমি তারা থাক অন্য তারার পাশে
তোমাকে দেখা যায়
কিন্তু কখনো স্পর্শ করা যায় না
অনেক দুরে যেন এক মরিচিকা
  
/
@Musfiq us shaleheen

do not take drugs
can catch dreams
and dream up -
even If you baffle
and lost your line
rather you can fly a kite
on the blue sky and
imagine you are floating
on drifted clouds

never go to hell
can catch dreams
and dream up -
even if you lost
your love at desert
rather you can
close your eyes
and imagine you
are walking in rain
drops on your eyes and face

never deem die before die
you can hold dreams again
and dream up -
even you are in hell or frozen

rather you can imagine
at winter dawn
you are walking on
a green grass garden
soft dews touch your feet softly

you reach very near a haven
and dream up another dream
for how to reach at harbor
and how you will
enjoy that haven -

@Musfiq us shaleheen

.
on a floating boat
where a river could be followed
a maximum life may bond
forever and beyond

you can take a long breath
when a river flows towards beyond the death
there a beauty ever warming
even forever a carolleth overwhelming
where the wonder wind always wandering
with the truth

that everyone feels sometimes
but someone feels many times

could be an inherent exhaust romantic
where someone finds always some critic
As if a lovely sounds of the stream
maybe a true metaphor of poetry
always makes beautiful waves of symmetry

that everyone feels sometimes
but someone feels many times
.
@Musfiq us shaleheen

~~
you know how this is

when all the roads mingles
at the edge of the bend
there is no way to go out
the days fall into crash

Again I find you
Think you will come back
So far the evening star
Around others make festival

Every seconds of nature
Then illuminates with moonlit
A long shadow of mountain has come
In front of a large meadow

Every moment grew pale of
what an unconscious thought
Fall down into traverses
Away from dream
between realistic and mystic
up shaking the mind-body

The last math of the time
when matching with passion
paint the portrait of your pale face
A burning cigarette with remaining ashes  
grew end in another hand

~~

.
I wanted to change
and I could
There was an intense tune
you could say sadness, not at all romantic

but my romance
started to live in her darkness
when I understood a few
but at least I knew
where there is a life there is a song
certainly she was a sad song
And sometimes she felt too wrong

I rewrote the lyrics
And saw the mason made the building
fitting one by one bricks
when I added a new tune
My nameless noun really took the tune very soon

I sang
she sang
spring became sprung
even cool wind of love flowed on the dunes
Ah! how beautifully the words were moving in the laps of tunes

when the evening came down
in the heart of my nameless town
season went back
dry leaves whispering on the street of a lonely park
Oh! she might lost in the dark
and never came back
there's still a song,
how I wander within
the melancholy tunes of a nameless bird!
you can again say sadness

Now I want to skip
but I can't!
...
@Musfiq us shaleheen

I lost the way to say,
I love you
still move myself with you
to move you around me
I moved to shore
see you in my core
love is an endless loop
fall who once fall in love
so many think I thought
so many songs I snag
all bend me to you
and towards you, my love
but I lost the way to say,
I love you -

@Musfiq us shaleheen

.
what would stand out!
nothing is left to come back
do not wait
for fate
even if your eyes are staved off
on the dark canvas
draw a dream
life is such
broken game
.
@Musfiq us shaleheen

/
Who lives in my room?
Why is?
I do not know
But I guess
Someone is there

I Try
But don't get caught
Have tried hundreds
Are not on the brink of thy mind

And what do I say about thy
Couldn't understand the pain
Of thy mind
Yet listen to thy voice,
Not to play with the world

I Live
Across the world
Played over fair vanity
Can I reach to thy door?
Peeping through the window down --
/

.......
I took the way
Away from home
Away from pulse
Go round
Mixed with black and white
Tears
Sunburned
Anguish, Anger, Despair
Oriented within the dust of the way
With the thirst of yours
Twilight at the bend of the way
Trail way
Pointed out the end of the sun
Behind the Screen
Hearing the far away
Echoing
See your Footprint
Faded during the illusive song
Forget
See many dies, rots
Forgetting in the floating Stream
Dancing of distant Cans-grasses
As if the distant fog,
Shadows
The womb of
all uncertain destination
Hundred whirling ways
Filling dust within the dreams
....

None but all went on by boats of time
Chaos creates on bean by times uncertainty
As childish mind random impeach began-

Dream boomed with beloved boon
A simple math always out of law
Its never retorted reality -

Thee (friends) hopping with honey hunt
Joy is joyless except cash and gun, replied thee
Money for nothing, love for everything
A foolish fury fondness-

My son and better half engaged with fantasy
Ice-cream, shopping, horror film
Mother stood on a far away
A childish passion blurs
As caged bird sings with his anger-

At dark night, I see large sad sky
Stars apart from love and hope -
Lonely moon hides behind cloud
An angle played an ambiguous flute
A passionate roar of heart called -
A lonely song!
An abstract lonely song! !

@Musfiq us shaleheen

/
One day
i found my friend
when I was in seventh grade
we were wandering
where there
we would imagine
the beautiful
and dreamed with
too many colorful dreams

Then the day had come
and the day had gone
we could not do
what we wanted
to do in dream actually
even we look at the past
yet to hold new dreams
and this moves maybe
the definition of life-
/
@Musfiq us shaleheen

~~
Some days behind the veil
Owl calling on the dark vale
waiting in the shack of a dale

Not so easy to fly like a bird
Till I feel the hard
cause the road is not just a yard

Wandering in the moon
dreams should not be doom
off course flowers will bloom

I have to go far,
afar
that I understood so far
~~

That night, enhances burning
Lock onto broken heart
Where wounded dream
Forced to speak

Eye, bruised lower fold to fold
Century Mark
The stones on the shore of the sea
Utterly obscure tunes

From a distance, past the blue
Knocked
Slowly
Known any fragrance of flowers

Slowly open the door to go
As if the old house filled with Haggard
In which, the dust off Your Pictures
While erases the dust, Your Smile

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ধুলো মাখা ছবি
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যে  রাত বাড়ায় জ্বালা
ভেঙ্গে ফালে মনের তালা
যেখানে আহত সপ্ন
জোর করে কথা বলে

চোখের নিচের ভাজে ভাজে  কালশিরে  
শতাব্দির চিন্হ
সময়ের পাথর সাগরের তীরে
একদম অস্পষ্ট সুর

থেকে থেকে নীল কোনো দূর অতীত
কড়া নাড়ে
আস্তে আস্তে
চেনা ফুলের কোনো সুবাস

ধীরে ধীরে দরজা খুলে যেতে থাকে
পুরনো ঘরটা যেন গুপ্তধনে ভরা
তারই মধ্যে ধুলা মাখা তোমার ছবি
আর ধুলা মুছতে  তোমার হাসি

@Musfiq us shaleheen

~~
Time said clearly,
Save the Shirlee,
The Little Baby Faded Early
~~

@ Musfiq us shaleheen

I love poetry
I live with poetry,
breathing on its metaphor
when I sigh on my love,
shadow flees all around,
then I write poetry
and dreamed you,
again I vow to you, my love -

@Musfiq us shaleheen

The gun has risen again,
A few words away from the freedom
The sun is still glow on the horizon,
The poetry has written with ink of blood
Nameless unknown faces have died,
Who is their mother?
Crying where the dark flees around,
I am coming with a golden dream
And an another shotgun -

@ Musfiq us shaleheen

He remains alone
And wind has no more blown -
He has no brothers or any sister
He wants to say you Mr.
They are your brothers, your sisters
He is a prisoner under a cell
Who has never need a bail,
Who has a heartless heart that never cries,
He has a pair of wings that never flies
Never wait for none,
And he is the ashes after burn –

@ Musfiq us shaleheen

When you say
I love you -
It's never be a lie

It's a lie and truly lie
when I say,
I don't love you

I love you
because you loved me once
I can see all my love at a glance
again all loves come to me at once

When I think you loved me
and I am loving you,
my love -
and it's forever -

@Musfiq us shaleheen

One day,
hunger lingered, yet to strike,
as nature played upon the valleys,
beneath the drifting autumn clouds,
where ripples danced upon the lake.

I wandered there without a cause,
escaping the confines of my mind,
laying in the tender arms of breeze,
singing softly to the twilight air.
And in that moment, I beheld
the shadows of dreams upon a vale,
longing in the white clouds' embrace,
with whispers of forgotten lyrics,
twirling with the lake's gentle ripples.

@Musfiq us shaleheen