Biography of Nazmul Haque
Nazmul Haque Poems
The Eternal Love
Dear, it's the same you I fall in love - a hundred times, In a hundred forms - endlessly from now and forever. It's the same loving heart singing forever the same love-song, In so many tunes have you heard it,
The Definition Of Beauty
Beauty is a creation of love. It is the loving eye that imparts it- that creates it.
Ka, Kha, Ga, Gha.... When I read each bangla letter I remember with deep respect Salam, Barkat, Rafiq Jabbar...
The Reflection Of God
Thoughts are like ripples, gently flowing over the surface of the mind.
The Bridge Of Love
</>Love is the only bliss in life - everything else deceives, everything else is a mirage.
Pessimist Vs Optimist
The pessimist goes on looking at the darker side of things- goes on denying the whiter side, he accepts only half of the truth.
My Dearest Someone
You are my dearest someone, a flock of birds flying in my heart's sky, restless waves moving
Paris And The Golden Apple
The best of possessions I am holding in my hand- The Golden Apple on which is written- 'For the most fairest'.
The Concrete And The Abstract
The concrete is visible, the abstract is invisible. The concrete is the outside, the abstract is the inside.
The Anatomy Of Love
Hate is love- just standing upside-down. Love and hate are not real opposites,
Oh My Heart!
Why shed these tears of sorrow? Why shed these tears of grief? Oh my heart how soon you forget, After trials come sweet relief.
It's Autumn Now
It's now autumn season, and have you noticed the mystical change that nature now is going through?
How one can decide how my day will pass, with a smile, How the joy of my whole day I must seek in the whiteness of her eye.
Nature Of My Motherland
Whoever goes wherever, but I will be right here, The moon in the sky, the lotus in the pond, what is so much fair.
This distance between us
Is the way to feel our nearness.
Though the ocean lies between us,
It's just a matter of closing the eyes.
Your absence tells me that
you'r ever present,
Your memory is but the covering
of your remembrance.