Emranor Reja

Freshman - 801 Points [emranorreja@gmail.com] (01 07 1990 / Bazarchartall)

Emranor Reja Poems

1. Hurley-Burly 11/19/2013
2. তারাচান 11/22/2013
3. বিশেষণ তুমি পালিয়ে বাঁচো 11/22/2013
4. Hartal Konna 11/25/2013
5. Tear She 12/1/2013
6. Literature Cosmology 12/24/2013
7. Feelings Factor 2/17/2014
8. Dream For Morn 4/7/2014
9. Art Drama 4/8/2014
10. Alone Morn 4/7/2014
11. Life Epic 6/22/2014
12. Night 7/11/2014
13. My Baby 7/12/2014
14. Lonely Sole 8/17/2014
15. Exam 8/25/2014
16. Reincarnation 9/5/2014
17. World And Leader 11/6/2014
18. Allure 11/17/2014
19. Leader 11/18/2014
20. Staring 1/2/2015
21. Devil 1/31/2015
22. An Order 5/19/2016
23. Silent 6/1/2016
24. Me 8/7/2016
25. Return 10/16/2016
26. পাখি 10/23/2016
27. Will Not 10/28/2016
28. কবিতা 10/28/2016
29. O 1/11/2017
30. Prem 1/20/2017
31. Lie For Lie 3/10/2017
32. When And Where 3/14/2017
33. Envelope 3/17/2017
34. পুরাতন থেকে গেলে 3/18/2017
35. চিকিৎসা বিজ্ঞান 3/24/2017
36. সিমলা 3/25/2017
37. Nothing But 3/28/2017
38. মাতালের বাজার 8/9/2017
39. তোমার বাড়ি তোমার ঘর 8/9/2017
40. মেঘধর সত্য এবং মিথ্যা 8/9/2017

Comments about Emranor Reja

  • Md Sharif Hossain (10/29/2013 12:46:00 AM)

    excellent! but very much complex to have the real meaning. his writings are not for general reader. to enjoy his poetry need pre-preparation to understand poetry. but they carry significance. welcome him to the new world of writing.

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মরন কেমন

ফুল যখন সৌন্দর্য হারায় তখন সে মৃত
মন যখন গতি হারায় তখন সেও মৃত
মৃত ফুলকে কিছুই বহন করতে হয় না
মৃত মনকে আস্ত শরীরটা বহন করতে হয়
জীবনী
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The Notion Of My Motion

I was within a tableland. The name of my tableland is silence. Now I can walk, am able to utter. But I can’t stare at the tabor of my silence.
The earth also cites me that he was also silent. And we were hers. I am puzzled and so on….
Now I am the father of time being. An arena has been created for playing. But when, the field is acceded. I have been the player in confidence. Who says me a player? To be a player a ground is needed. Mind is the ever ground for that. He always sends a message to

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