Kazi Nazrul Islam

(24 May 1899 - 29 August 1976 / Bardhaman / India)

Kazi Nazrul Islam Poems

1. Moharrom 5/29/2012
2. Farewell 5/29/2012
3. The Ecstasy Of Creation 5/29/2012
4. The Curse 5/29/2012
5. Gloomy 5/29/2012
6. The Poet's Queen 5/29/2012
7. Sin 5/29/2012
8. Complaint 5/29/2012
9. Gokul Nag 5/29/2012
10. Satyendro-Pronoy-Giti 5/29/2012
11. Hindu-Muslim Juddho 5/29/2012
12. Resurrection 5/29/2012
13. The Bird Pierced By An Arrow 5/29/2012
14. Grief-Laden Mid-Night 5/29/2012
15. My Distant Friend 5/29/2012
16. Enamoured Of Self 5/29/2012
17. Song Of The Do-Nothing 5/29/2012
18. Gorbini Muslim Bala 5/29/2012
19. The Ecstasy Of Destruction 5/29/2012
20. Song ( Ajo Dhoroni) 5/29/2012
21. Send From Heaven Again 5/29/2012
22. Come Hither 5/29/2012
23. Eid, At The End Of Fasting Of Ramadan 5/29/2012
24. Hamd: Allahu, Allahu! 5/29/2012
25. Day's End 5/29/2012
26. Shat-Il-Arab 5/29/2012
27. O Thou Nightingale Of Madina 5/29/2012
28. Milon Gan 5/29/2012
29. Purno Ovinondon 5/29/2012
30. Mohanter Moho-Onter Gan 5/29/2012
31. Eid Mobarak, Eid Mobarak 5/30/2012
32. Elo Eidl-Fetor Elo Eid 5/30/2012
33. Ore O Chad! Udoy Holi Kon Jochhna Dite! 5/30/2012
34. Ore O Doriyar Majhi! More Niye Ja Re Modina 5/30/2012
35. Ghor-Chhara Chhele Akasher Chad Ay Re 5/30/2012
36. Madinate Esechhe Soi Nobin Soudagor 5/30/2012
37. Ei Desh Kar 5/30/2012
38. Desh Priyo Nai 5/30/2012
39. Lokhmi Ma Tui Ay Go Uthe Sagor-Jole Sinan Kori 5/30/2012
40. Sodeshi 5/30/2012
Best Poem of Kazi Nazrul Islam

Woman

I sing the song
of equality;
In my view gender difference
is essentially a triviality.
Everything that is great in the world,
all the works, beneficial and good,
half must be credited to woman,
and to man half only we should.

All the vice or bad in the world,
and the pain or flowing tear,
for half, man should be blamed,
the other half only woman should bear.

Who belittles you as woman,
connecting you to Hell's flame?
Tell him that for the first ever sin
not woman, but man must carry the blame.

Or, it may be that sin or Satan
is ...

Read the full of Woman

The Rebel

Say, Valiant,
Say: High is my head!

Looking at my head
Is cast down the great Himalayan peak!
Say, Valiant,
Say: Ripping apart the wide sky of the universe,
Leaving behind the moon, the sun, the planets
and the stars

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