Ershad Mazumder

Rookie [Divine Poet] (March 8, / House 1, Road 23B, Gulshan 1, Dhaka 1212, Bangladesh(Now live in Dhaka permanently.))

Ershad Mazumder Poems

481. Oneday You Will Be A God 10/13/2008
482. Gazals 5 10/3/2008
483. To Be A Poet 10/2/2008
484. Two Characters 9/18/2008
485. There Is A Place 8/28/2008
486. I Am Not A Poet 8/17/2008
487. I Warn My Dreams 8/7/2008
488. Habits 2 7/18/2008
489. Dear God 3 8/15/2008
490. Empty Drink Pot 8/4/2008
491. Love Never Dies 7/16/2008
492. Magic Mirror 7/16/2008
493. Husky Voice 7/15/2008
494. Throne Of God 6/29/2008
495. Desires And Greeds 6/22/2008
496. Anger 6/22/2008
497. Honour 6/20/2008
498. God And Poet 8/8/2006
499. Love Of Silence 8/8/2006
500. The Image In Your Dream 6/29/2008
501. Freedom 3 8/25/2008
502. Destiny 9/17/2008
503. Whisper 7/16/2008
504. My Tiger 8/30/2008
505. Fire Of Love 11/22/2009
506. Justice 2/4/2014
507. Last Words Of My Mom 3/17/2009
508. No Words To Say 2/13/2009
509. Desire 1 11/12/2008
510. Do Not Ask Me 11/14/2008
511. Duality 1 11/9/2008
512. Between You And Me 10/29/2008
513. Gazal 1 10/1/2008
514. First Love 10/9/2008
515. Image Of God 10/5/2008
516. Dialogue With A Poet 10/4/2008
517. Circle 10/14/2008
518. Know Thyself 10/20/2008
519. How Can I Describe 10/17/2008
520. Thinking You 10/13/2008

Comments about Ershad Mazumder

  • Ershad Mazumder (11/19/2017 9:40:00 AM)

    Dear Falcon. Thanks. You have no knowledge what is divinity.

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  • Javier Falcon Javier Falcon (7/4/2008 10:27:00 PM)

    Divinity is nothing, but an abstract essence... Poetry comes from the mind and emotions, not from imaginary person talking to you... Remember that true emotions only come from a conscious mind, one that can think thoroughly before writing... So get a new philosophy, something concrete to support your writing... As yours just makes you look insane...

Best Poem of Ershad Mazumder

A Moment With A Night

The night turns a being
without forms and image
And says, lets go for a sip
with this thirsty eyes.

Bars were full of dancing souls
Floors were humming with singing girls
Guests were drunk
with the melting beauty of girls.

The night invites me to move
to paradise unknown
where exists only nothingness.

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Predilection

I walk under penchant
I live in grief
I set fire to the house of bliss
And dance with invisible me.

No one knows my mind
I am servant of wealth
I want to be a free agent
By becoming captive

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