.., Rahman .., Henry
Biography of .., Rahman .., Henry
Poet, Literary Critic, Translator of world Poetry and an author of 14 books of poetry from Bangladesh. Henry is The Editor of a poetry Magazine 'POET TREE'. His book of translated poems: 'Poetry Of Nobel Laureates' (in Bengali) is the first Book ever published in Bengali.
Henry likes to introduce himself as a reader of World Poetry.
Henry composes Ordinary Poems for extraordinary readers.
He is fond of German football, South African cricket and Hindi films...
.., Rahman .., Henry's Works:
18 books of poetry (in his native language) .
4 books of Translated Poems.
- Time And Tide
- For The Bolivian Miners
- Secret Eyes Know
- ধন্যবাদজ্ঞাপন ।। ম্যাগি নেলসন (Bengali V...
- কানাডীয়দের আমি পছন্দ করি ।। আর্নেস্ট হেম...
- বন্দীগণ ।। আর্নেস্ট হেমিংওয়ে
- কবিতা ।। আর্নেস্ট হেমিংওয়ে
- আশাবাদী মানুষ ।। নাজিম হিকমেত
- ক্ষতি ও লাভ ।। হেনরি ওয়াডসওয়ার্থ লংফেলো
- যৌন আবেদন ছাড়া ।। ডেভিড ইগনাটো
- দর্শনার্থী ।। ক্যারোলিন ফর্শি (Poem By C...
- Global Peace!
.., Rahman .., Henry Poems
Dynasty Of Arrogance
The night is taken by the rain. Someone came out of the mirror in my lone bedroom and said:
Beauty Is A Light
At times and in some cases Truth can be mixed with Guile and guilt Truth can be manipulated
Struggle For Freedom And Democracy
Bangladesh, a safari for the rulers, Where struggle for freedom and democracy Never ends
I have a little experience of travelling the world. I even don’t know how to jump And never stood before a waterfall for real But nowadays in my sleep
The beauty, more covetable than the charm of breasts Of a pretty woman, hidden somewhere in this world Or in the dreams of a poet, yet to come;
Your Greedy Bites
When I Found Myself Dead
When I found myself dead in my dream I was of 41 only and 64 is yours You were happy enough to Find a way for remaining crowned till '41
They seem not to stop Piercing continous even the corpse With sharp spears
What Is A Christmas Day To Me
It was A Christmas day And
A Laconic Word
Hopeless days and dreamless nights Go on The wolf in you has dressed a lamb's dress
The Heirs Of Hitler
I'm wondered, How many heirs of Hitler are there?
A Slaughter-House Smiles
I'm simply perplexed; why
You began to blow after a serpent?
Only to find out her breasts
You followed her alone
Such a long distance frequented with beasts!
May be, you don't know___
Serpents unfasten and hide their breasts
Near those curve-lines of a river