Khairul Ahsan

Gold Star - 17,104 Points (Bangladesh)

Khairul Ahsan Poems

1. Much Like The Tears I Saw In Your Eyes -new- 8/20/2016
2. Discovering Myself! 12/16/2014
3. Sensual Sensory 3/17/2015
4. Womb 1/1/2015
5. Your Corner At Home 4/15/2014
6. Placidity 7/31/2016
7. Mercy Taken For Granted, Without Appreciation 4/17/2016
8. The Hocking River 4/4/2015
9. Like That Cat 5/21/2015
10. Pain And Pleasure Of Loneliness 6/26/2015
11. How Much You Would Unfold... 6/27/2015
12. Your Face 7/1/2015
13. A Bubble 7/5/2015
14. Blue Feelings... 9/6/2015
15. For Auld Lang Syne 10/11/2015
16. Rain Driven 12/24/2015
17. Happy New Year! 1/1/2016
18. Pain 1/7/2016
19. To A Loving Heart 1/13/2016
20. Fantasy 12/21/2015
21. Crown Extraordinaire 1/14/2016
22. To A Solitary Mourner 1/19/2016
23. Cool Quietness 1/23/2016
24. Damsel In The Cloud 2/5/2016
25. I Remember 2/5/2016
26. Valentine Day Thoughts 2/14/2016
27. Like Siberian Birds 2/17/2015
28. Life Geometric 8/8/2014
29. Last Night 1/12/2015
30. Every Kiss 11/9/2014
31. Purity Incarnate 1/14/2016
32. Long Forgotten 3/31/2015
33. Dreams And Smoke 6/17/2015
34. Mcc - My Alma Mater 7/15/2015
35. An Embroidered Quilt And The Woven Dreams 4/20/2015
36. My Wishes 6/1/2016
37. Still I Stand Still 7/26/2016
38. There's A Bird Up There! 3/3/2015
39. A Long Wet Kiss 3/16/2015
40. Combustible 1/9/2015
Best Poem of Khairul Ahsan

Pristine Love

No love is as overwhelming and as pristine,
As the maiden love of a lass, say of sixteen.
When, like closed petals of a bud she begins to unfold
Herself, blossoming into a fragrant rose or marigold.

She seeks a hand to hold and wants hers as well be held,
In secluded privacy, from the outside world as if shelled.
She wants to love and be loved, to touch and be touched,
Promises never to leave the hand that she fondly clutched.

Standing on the crossroads of childhood and puberty,
She seeks a soul mate, not one who is always flirty.
She feels lonely at ...

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Love Is

Love is, listening to her heartbeats,
Imagining her assurances with every beat.
Love is, touching her like the softest feather,
Going to sleep touching together.
Love is, past midnight doing pillow talks,
stretching them till the morning walk.
Love is, to awaken her with a gentle touch,
To kindle her desires before making love.
Love is, to smile while watching her asleep,

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