Harun Al Nasif

Butterfly Effect

My very birth sent forth a tremor
through the earth and heavens,
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Nay, I am no worshiper of nature
but as I am a bubble
floating on this earthen heaven
I just could not shake off
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Move aside, Keokra-Dong
Get out of my sight, Tazing-Dong
Let me see the sky-kissing Himalaya.
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Once my heart set itself on the flame of celestial rhapsody
with the flutter of its luminous wings of lustre
it triggered a turbulence in the firmament
smashing the sphere of stellar waves it went wild in its axial fury
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I am also a bird, a red-crested rooster.
I do have wings, but not to fly.
They are just for flapping.
Even if I can't chant a song in tune,
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Thus broke the news:
He was carted to the corpse dissection room;
Last night—in the dark of early spring night
When sank down the crescent moon—
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(উৎসর্গ: নঈমুল হক পারভেজ বন্ধুবরেষু)

আজ সারাদিন আমি বেদনার সাথে ঘুরবো
হাত ধরে ওকে নিয়ে যাবো
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Aquatic Complex
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বাগান থেকে একটি চারা
সংগোপনে নিজের করে
যতন করে লাগিয়েছিলাম
বুকের সবুজ কাচের ঘরে
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এ কী কথা শুনি আজ মন্থরার মুখে
লিসা চৌধুরী? কৌতুক বাড়িতেছে মনে।
কহ, শুনি, দূর করি সকল সংশয়
অবিশ্বাস উবে যাক, কাটুক বিস্ময়।
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১.
হাতের তালুতে তুলে নিয়েছি বৃন্দাবন
নিধুবন বসিয়েছি হৃদয়-রেখায়
তালাশের চিরুনিতে ক'টা মাত্র ছেঁড়া চুল
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নিরীহ মাটির মূর্তি কিবা তার দোষ
তার প্রতি কেনো তব হেন আক্রোশ?
পুঁজিলে মাটির ঢেলা তব পাক নামে
পৌঁছে না সে কি তবে আরশে-মকামে?
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সর্বক্ষণ নত হয়ে আছে মম শির
অন্তর জপে সদা তোমার জিকির।
তোমার চরণ ছুঁয়ে আছে এই ভাল
অনুক্ষণ তনু-মনে সিজদার হাল।
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Last night was a night of rigorous wind- a night of innumerable stars,
All night long sweeping winds lashed at my mosquito-net,
At times the net swelled up like the belly of a monsoon sea,
Breaking loose from the bedstead, sometimes
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One day, like a vanishing shadow,
I will trample the ochre carpet of twilight-evening
and merge in the body of the vast murky shadow named darkness,
which people call night.
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If I have love,
I'd fly to the heaven unfolding my pair of arms,
And jump into a train bound for unknown place.
If I have love,
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I gradually realized centuries later that the species of those whom I once loved or thought worth-loving had become extinct from the face of the earth.Even after being classified on the rare or red list, I remained oblivious, and my slumber did not break As I woke up and came out of the ancient cave rubbing my eyes, I approached a gift shop in the town to buy a Valentine's card, the shopkeeper found the coins in my wallet to be out of date and offered me a name-card of an antique shop only to go back to their works. Unable to locate the shop's address, I had to ask someone for directions. Yet true to habit, I find myself wandering aimlessly, searching to and fro... I forget what I went out to buy... I perceive no loves, no affections are left alive for me in the world...During a certain stage men live on earth only as a shadow, a shell, a slough. No one waits for him except the opening of the grave agape... Yet the lust for love keeps awake somewhere and melting in a manner of sleep flutters aimlessly like a colorful butterfly of fragrance. The petals of surreal flowers still bloom up and aspire to be birds...
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I am a humble hare. Nameless and unknown.
In the green bushes on the slope of the hill
a shallow nest rimmed with grass is my home.
I have grown up in the rugged terrains,
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On the fringe of this vast expanse,
in this desolate valley, who am I waiting for?
Did someone promise to arrive?
As far as I remember, no.
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What if it be morning, or not!
I don't wait for any morning.
I know every morning is
the illusion of novelty, a mere mirage.
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