Poems

The clock moves on, the shadows grow,
There's something that the people know.
When minds are tired and strength is gone,
We need a light to lead the dawn.
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The screen glows bright with neon dreams,
A gentle place where nothing gleams
Of weight or work or heavy cost,
Where sense of self is slowly lost.
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It was the winter of my life
When the shadow of sorrows covered my heart!
But I was not trying to turn that darkness to light,
I was only trying to turn that darkness to a lighter dark!
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Civilisation shows its true face when power is close, be it a negative or positive force blood is boiling and the hormones are singing their Bacchanals. Getting an education and growing up with Decent values I discovered with the rising of my age that oft there can be found more social and moral conduct with the big boys heavy criminals than with an officer of law or policeman or bureaucrat. They never get enough, their belly truly full! Every body gets tempted with temptation which feeds idleness and lust! Be it for a better position, money, perspective, drugs or foreplay of porn games!

We all become animals, reptiles without any human brain! And like in wars, the military getting away with rape, theft and abuse protected by Nationalistic law which measures morals with a split tongued snake attitude crawling up their nursing stake or up their moral hypocrites pole. For those in contempt, being tempted or consciously seeking out in a drive for or after any temptation thrill it is all just but more than a little harmless game! There goes your pass and your paper, your morality! These are the first lessons those little ones should be given so they at least have a chance and a choice to jump after temptation or to try and to grow some spines!
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by Emdad Shah

With eyes of kohl and shadows deep
A broken heart she's pledged to keep
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A triangle dies in three directions
The power of zero gains momentum
God picks bones from the graveyard of space
How long can the earth keep an angel
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Doubt and I am called a sceptic. Every doubt is a clash of the neurons -
A flash and fire breaks out, burns. Doubt is behind every creation, every revolution,
Doubt and the kingdom breaks into pieces,
A new empire that sinks in doubt - All matter of time, during this time Doubt and the Prize as they are announced,
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The Tears My Mother Never Showed

I wonder how many nights
my mother cried in silence,
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A Brilliant Nephew

A nephew so bright, with a wonderful mind,
So thoughtful, so clever, so gentle and kind.
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In Memory

Now walking in your shoes today
I have something I wish to say:
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কাটালের ঘ্রাণে
স্বপ্নের বাগানে
ঘুম নেই আজ রাতে।
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মায়ের কাছে শেখা ভাষা,
আমাদের এই বাংলা ভাষা।

The language we learned from our mother,
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