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Ershad Mazumder
Ershad Mazumder
[Divine Poet] (March 8, / House 1, Road 23B, Gulshan 1, Dhaka 1212, Bangladesh(Now live in Dhaka permanently.))
Ershad Mazumder Poems
| 561. | Soul To Soul | 7/13/2008 |
| 562. | Poet And His God | 7/17/2008 |
| 563. | The Colour Of Death | 7/12/2008 |
| 564. | Devil Poet | 6/17/2008 |
| 565. | Dancing Rain | 6/24/2008 |
| 566. | Nakedness | 7/3/2008 |
| 567. | Love And My Fiance | 9/2/2008 |
| 568. | A Letter To God | 1/19/2009 |
| 569. | A Word For Me | 10/25/2008 |
| 570. | A New Heaven | 7/22/2008 |
| 571. | To My Woman 2 | 8/23/2008 |
| 572. | Woman 26 | 12/15/2009 |
| 573. | A Hell For Me | 8/5/2008 |
| 574. | Come Back Home | 6/23/2008 |
| 575. | A Wartime Coffin | 6/24/2008 |
| 576. | A Poet From A Timid Nation | 7/19/2008 |
| 577. | Age And Youth | 8/7/2008 |
| 578. | An Apple | 8/25/2008 |
| 579. | A God Like Me | 8/5/2008 |
| 580. | Beauty | 6/20/2008 |
| 581. | A Form For Me | 7/17/2008 |
| 582. | A White Dream | 1/10/2009 |
| 583. | A Poet Can | 8/31/2008 |
| 584. | A Letter To My Darling | 8/24/2008 |
| 585. | A Dreamy Poet | 7/2/2008 |
| 586. | A Barren Time | 7/4/2008 |
| 587. | A Crazy And Insane Poet | 9/16/2008 |
| 588. | A Moment With A Night | 9/11/2008 |
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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.
Paranoia
He admires you when you are not there
He praises you with all sweet words
He decorates you with flowers of soul
And you you become the beauty queen.
He loves you when you are out of sight
He gets sick when you are infront of him
He hates you if you are a reality
He loves a dream of his life, not you.
Dear Falcon. Thanks. You have no knowledge what is divinity.
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...