Biography of Mashiur Rahman
I’m Mashiur Rahman from Dhaka, Bangladesh
My home district Naogaon, Bangladesh
I’m Freelance Journalist, Blog Writer and Poet
My love, My Dream and My hobby is poetry and I believe in heart crucial world can be changed and established peace by poetry.
I can leave off all without poetry
Most of the time I think think and think…………………to do something for humanity by my writing.
I also love politics
I also holding dream to be a World leader but not leave off poetry.
I'm mostly influenced by Robindrunat Tagore, Kazi Nazrul Islam, Lalon Fokir and my Guru's.
Mashiur Rahman's Works:
''Shotorupa-2011'', ''Noimotthik-2012'' poems book in Bangla from SRIZONY publisher.
Mashiur Rahman Poems
None can be complete success None can be complete failure The success and failure are the stories in the same terms Have different branches or different aspects of success
The great world in animals kingdom We, all are food for one of others We, all are feeder for one of others We, all are killer by one of others
One flower many scent One flower three colour three day three drop
We are running entire life is the game For specific time with individual name Are circling from one in equal chain Day and night come again and again..
The first ‘think ' or ' decide’ Then we started everything For aim or purpose can prove From time to time, Exchange
All the people in the world To eat by hand.(without disability) Move with feet. Mouth to speak with,
I am the head of universe to staying every where to the different stage and place in various face I give me wisdom by me I do not know me by me I have spoken to me by me
Good & Evil
I don't see anything Again I can see every thing but have to see something
Come And Get Wet
Don't be sat alone in close place Come with me to get wet this rainy season.. See outside to wet all over nature
Be As God
Be Want to be, And will be By watery love.
I wanted to simple but fastest way. Only you know that it's received or not I can't match with others about thinking, movement, speech and acts.
Divine touch feeling expressive-less just feel
My willingly surrender in my own self Trees are silent so hear Birds harsh calling Trees are still so see mundane caper Silent hill so wild pigs racing on her body
Be engaged in our city life But unstable or skipping mind...... Cloudy sky of rainy season
Golden dream in two eyes
With Many suffering
by the hard working, a day pass.
But come to the night when
the fire of absence is firing
Know, you have to tears as mine.
Think, leave off all these,