Ershad Mazumder

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

Ershad Mazumder Poems

201. I Do Not Like Gods 8/11/2008
202. Dear Dad 8/11/2008
203. Is It My Fate? 8/12/2008
204. Till Then 8/12/2008
205. Prayer Of My Fiance 8/12/2008
206. Believe Me Dad 8/13/2008
207. My Dinner Plate 8/13/2008
208. Dear God 8/13/2008
209. To My Man 8/13/2008
210. Oath Of Loyality 8/14/2008
211. To Ignite A Bundle Of Fire 8/14/2008
212. Poetry Is My Fresh Blood 8/14/2008
213. Letter To God 1 8/15/2008
214. Dear God 2 8/15/2008
215. Do Not Love Much 7/17/2008
216. My Lovewolf 7/18/2008
217. Fire-2 7/18/2008
218. Drink- 2 7/18/2008
219. Tomorrow- 2 7/18/2008
220. War 7/18/2008
221. I Am Lost Forever 7/19/2008
222. I Kissed Her 7/21/2008
223. Earth Of My Soul 7/21/2008
224. Light And Darkness 7/21/2008
225. Traveller 7/22/2008
226. New Epic 7/22/2008
227. I Can Not Die 8/4/2008
228. Epitaph 8/4/2008
229. Woman 15 8/4/2008
230. Midnight 7/18/2008
231. False Promise 8/5/2008
232. When You Left Me Forever 8/5/2008
233. Woman 16 8/5/2008
234. Woman 17 8/5/2008
235. Woman 18 8/5/2008
236. Woman 19 8/5/2008
237. Woman 20 8/5/2008
238. Wilderness 8/6/2008
239. People Free From Love 8/6/2008
240. I Am Fire 8/6/2008

Comments about Ershad Mazumder

  • 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...

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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.

Read the full of A Moment With A Night

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.

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