Hats off to you

There lived someone like him on planet earth

May Allah accept him as a martyr and grant him eternal peace

Her mind is deeper than the
          Mariana Trench
     And more infinite than
               Outer space
     Even she doesn't know
           The mysteries
            Of her heart
Her heart is the eighth wonder!
              In her thought
       She's an astronaut or a
                 Cosmonaut
               Occasionally
       She's a stargazer or an
                 Astronomer
              At the same time
  She dives into the vast blue
                    Ocean
      She loves scuba-diving
       She cherishes snorkelling
                  Right now
               Her mind is
                      Darkly
                      Cloudy
      ­          But she knows
           Her mind will become
      Stunningly sunny soon
         When she feels alone
        Her heart talks to the
                  Southern wind
      Her heart's sonata is known
                   By nobody
                Her mind contains
                  Poetic imagery
                      Metaphors
                         Similes
                    Alliteration
                Iambic pentameters
                     Nostalgia
                       Conflicts
                         Stimuli
                       Cumulus
                 Inner lexicon
                       And so on
Her heart is as strange as the
                        Universe

You're not happy
because
you don't deserve
happiness

Knowledge is not like water
It's like the nectar
We learn
and earn
knowledge
We quench our thirst


We behold
the seashells on the beach
the poisonous
fireflies
the silvery fountains
We use microscopes
telescopes
binoculars
However
We can view
a few
things
Lots
of things remain
unseen

We feel
We relax
We imagine
We listen
We disdain

At the end of the day
We're weary.

The cold, dead girl prefers the huts lonesome, especially the haunted  huts
She detests  pin drop silence
So for her, the sorrowful wind moans
lugubriously through the oaks and pines
The candlestick looks scary


Suppose you're  a spirit medium
Call her quietly
She will respond and pass through  the troposphere,  the stratosphere,  the mesosphere and the thermosphere
She is a good ghost
She resides in Sirius
The dead sinners  stay  in the inner  core


Life and Death are inextricable
The unending afterlife ...
Time knows how to fly
A gleam  of hope knows  how to try
Rain knows how to cry
A novella  knows how to lie
A desert  knows  how to remain  dry
The Mimosa  pudica  knows  how to be shy
A poetic mind knows how to be a clear  sky
and everyone was born to die
everyone is  born to die
everyone will be born to die.

The past
left
us permanently
Inevitably
the present is going to be
the past
The future will be
undoubtedly
the present.

The Gaza Strip-
The visible symbol of sadness
In this place
The lives of children are valueless
The lives of humans are valueless
Tears are useless
How worthless
Human life is!
Again and again
Bomb explosions
A gloomy sky
Those who feel for others
Those who believe in humanity
Are depressed dreadfully.

Nature
is strewn
with grandeur
Not far
Not far
Very near
Very near
Be an explorer
Wander
Wonder

Ah!
How disastrous circumstances of the bluish-green planet
Air pollution,sound pollution,water pollution and the ozone hole
The entire environment has been clogged into garbage
The innocent animals are being killed
The nice birds are being confined
The trees are being cruelly cut off
The ecosystem is being gradually destroyed
Knowing death is unavoidable
Sins are being committed
How can they do these?


At the same time
We're too good
Our planet is ***** and span
Sins don't touch us
We love us all dearly
It's fortunate that we were not born in the earth
We love our orderly planet more than our life.

the feelings
and the thoughts
play hide and seek
the pen
and the hands
try to write magic

keep calm
and watch the spectrum

keep calm
and fall in
love with someone
who deserves you

keep calm
and fly the kite
at afternoon
or the sky lantern
at night

keep calm
and smile
and make it your style

keep calm
and drink
green tea
and write
the poesy

One day
The rare orchid flowers will bloom
There will be no gloom
There will be a whiff
of
the French perfume


Then
He'll love her like
a loving bridegroom.

Being a woman
is a wonderful experience
It feels
as though
being a rosy rose
in the nicely perfumed garden

A woman's power
is her
patience
A woman's passion
is her compassion
A woman's strength
is her kindness
A woman's beauty
is her decency
Cruelty
is not for women


A woman loves to be
loyal,loving
and caring

By nature
women are
poetically
romantic

Tini  jibon diye proman
kore gelen
Muslimra birer jaat
Muslimra Allah chara karo
samne matha noto kore na
Manushtir proti  shroddha
Janabar bhasha amar jana nei
Mohan Allah take jannatbashi korun
Amin

Feelings fluctuate
Hopes stimulate
Sorrows saturate
life


Mixing sweet
dreams
and nightmares
together
I rouse from
a deep slumber


Thousands of restrictions
Thousands of anxieties
The paranoid panics
and the terrible tracasseries



Every now and again
I visualize
I can't repress
my stress