Seema Chowdhury

Biography of Seema Chowdhury

My name is Seema Chowdhury. I am from Bangladesh. At present I'm settled in Canada. I am married to the world's most caring person, Sunny, and blessed with two daughters Samia and Sameen. I started writing when I was 19 years old and now in the period of 24 years I have a huge collection of over 3000 poems.

My poems were published in USA, UK, Canada, Pakistan, Bangladesh and Philippines. I have received 8 awards from USA and I was also the Ambassador of poetry for the year 2006 & 2007. I am also an artist and have done art and paintings in all media like pencil sketch, water color and oil painting.

In January 2010 and February 2011, I participated in the Art exhibitions organized by Cape Breton University, Canada. Both were wonderful experiences for me. Three of my oil paintings were on exhibition under the title " Bangladesh" in 2010 and another three paintings in 2011 under the title " Timeless Tales Of Bangladesh" for a month each time. I hope I can do this again soon. " Caper Times" also published my poems and art in 2010, it is a news letter from the same university.

In January 2012, I participated in the Essay Competition organized by CBU and by the grace of God Almighty, I have won the " Mary Keshen Award" by the Department of Language and Letters. This has opened a new venue for me to depict my life's story from a different perspective.

World Poetry Movement published two of my poems. One in the Fall of 2011 and the other one in Spring of 2012. I am also selected for the award of a " Published Poet" . In June 2015, I am presented an award from Poetry Nation for my contribution in contemporary American poetry.

I enjoy reading poems, verses and prose and like to write comments on them and also like my poems to be read and shared with other fellow poets. I am grateful to God Almighty for all his blessings and love that He constantly showers upon me, today and always.

My Broken Hut

Like broken dream and broken heart
I don't know when and where to start
Telling the nostalgic stories of my past
Where alleys of pain and troubles are vast

I dwell in my hut in the muteness zone
Where my companions are sigh and mourn
That doesn't let me walk in peace and fain
Or let me enjoy any worldly gain

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