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"ekushey" poems
Here love blossoms Here people come running frankly Here the head bows in reverence Here Bengali is the book of poetry. Here is a fistful of hands in vows to remember the martyrs Here the Bengali's roared Such as Ekushey of Bahanna one day Woke up. The world has seen a lot of shots Didn't see the language soaked in blood February! Hyena's team is so brazen and so barbaric Kari wants to take her mother's language Salam-Barkat Rafiq-Shafiq Jabbar The vigilant guard of the mother tongue poured out the ****** of the chest. Then a Mujib at the front of the procession Sheikh Mujib is at the forefront of history Bengal and Bengali took the lead Fifty-two sixty-two - we got the demand to survive The days of seventy-nine fires have come Bangabandhu got Bengali Day of release ahead. In nineteen years, Bengalis took the form of the liberation army Twenty-one to seventy-one Mujib gave the call - at the March racecourse When he heard the shackle-breaking poem "This time the struggle is for freedom" ... The fort was built from house to house The defeated Pak army looked at him with a smirk The red-green flag flew over the open land of Bengal The people of Bangladesh chanted the slogan in unison - Joybangla! The world has never seen such a February, such a March, such a December of victory Proud Shaheed Minar with red-green flag!
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Feb 21, 2021
Feb 21, 2021 at 1:29 AM UTC
Shahjahan
The poem Written by Professor Nani Gopal Sarker
Here love blossoms Here people come running frankly Here the head bows in reverence Here Bengali is the book of poetry. Here is a fistful of hands in vows to remember the martyrs Here the Bengali's roared Such as Ekushey of Bahanna one day Woke up. The world has seen a lot of shots Didn't see the language soaked in blood February! Hyena's team is so brazen and so barbaric Kari wants to take her mother's language Salam-Barkat Rafiq-Shafiq Jabbar The vigilant guard of the mother tongue poured out the ****** of the chest. Then a Mujib at the front of the procession Sheikh Mujib is at the forefront of history Bengal and Bengali took the lead Fifty-two sixty-two - we got the demand to survive The days of seventy-nine fires have come Bangabandhu got Bengali Day of release ahead. In nineteen years, Bengalis took the form of the liberation army Twenty-one to seventy-one Mujib gave the call - at the March racecourse When he heard the shackle-breaking poem "This time the struggle is for freedom" ... The fort was built from house to house The defeated Pak army looked at him with a smirk The red-green flag flew over the open land of Bengal The people of Bangladesh chanted the slogan in unison - Joybangla! The world has never seen such a February, such a March, such a December of victory Proud Shaheed Minar with red-green flag!
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A group of fireflies, With longing for life, very quiet Spread the light in the darkness of the bamboo garden and say, We wanted to enlighten the whole world like this- A group of fireflies, Illuminated, The house where the unlucky mother turned off the lamp, without any compensation Till the sky becomes rubicund, by the dawn- A group of fireflies, Forgetting arrogance, gathered under the bench of Dukhai's kitchen Gathered, and brightened with the light, Until the fire in the oven is re-ignited. A group of fireflies, When the gaps in the Mahogany tree vanishes, tell the full-grown moon to fall into the bushes of Phenymansa, Said, No problem, you get some rest, We are here to enlighten the earth. A group of fireflies, Woke up on the very first morning of the Ekushey, Shine by exposing the foot of the Martyr Monument, And they said, sleep in peace, We are your eternal guardians. A group of fireflies, Stay billions of light years away Accompanying the stars, Glow all night long And, became a witness of the eternity.
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Jun 22, 2022
Jun 22, 2022 at 4:03 AM UTC
hakikur-rahman
A group of fireflies
A group of fireflies, With longing for life, very quiet Spread the light in the darkness of the bamboo garden and say, We wanted to enlighten the whole world like this- A group of fireflies, Illuminated, The house where the unlucky mother turned off the lamp, without any compensation Till the sky becomes rubicund, by the dawn- A group of fireflies, Forgetting arrogance, gathered under the bench of Dukhai's kitchen Gathered, and brightened with the light, Until the fire in the oven is re-ignited. A group of fireflies, When the gaps in the Mahogany tree vanishes, tell the full-grown moon to fall into the bushes of Phenymansa, Said, No problem, you get some rest, We are here to enlighten the earth. A group of fireflies, Woke up on the very first morning of the Ekushey, Shine by exposing the foot of the Martyr Monument, And they said, sleep in peace, We are your eternal guardians. A group of fireflies, Stay billions of light years away Accompanying the stars, Glow all night long And, became a witness of the eternity.
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