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Smiling farmer see his green harvest,
Fluting cowboy under the old tree,
Excited boy flying kite in the blue,
Marigold in the chignon of village bride,
...

She is a mother,
She has loves,
She has dreams,
She is creative,
...

Every sphere of our life,
We try to keep balance,
When there is an imbalance,
There is a disaster,
...

Till now,
They haven't seen this naked world,
They haven't known the human greed,
They haven't learnt the mystery of life and death,
...

She was only one year old,
Her mother was singing a lullaby.
At that night, there was silence,
Which was broken by sudden bullets,
...

He was walking with his father,
There was a ice cream in his hand.
Every thing was as usual,
Crowd making noise around them,
...

He was a child,
Aged four or five,
But he saw rude,
Cruel life and man,
...

Inhaling smoky lead,
Carbonated old lung,
Alcohol burnt liver,
Rotten kidneys cry,
...

Certain things, we can see,
Certain things, we can never,
In between there are something else,
That we can see but we don't,
...

Faulty fertilization,
Mistimed zygote,
Newer embryo,
Unusual pulsation,
...

A moon lit night,
A little boat is waving,
A torn sail is dancing,
A dim hurricane is lighting,
...

We can never create a single life,
So we shouldn't have right to take it,
But what is going on all around a society,
Some psychotic man have been serial killer,
...

There is no religion,
That speaks for war,
That speaks for bloodshed,
That speaks for taking lives,
...

Is it possible?
We all have forgotten our all identity,
The only identity stands is the human,
There is no land, no border,
...

Dear little angel,
Do you know me?
I am your poor father,
While you are wondering
...

16.

I dream to be a bird,
I dream to be blue sky,
I dream to be green field,
I dream to be flowing river,
...

You say them, 'autistic'.
You neglect them,
Never treat them one of yours,
You think them the curse of God.
...

Dear love, how are you?
How is our little angel?
How does she look like?
Does she get the deep blue eyes,
...

Every night before going to bed,
I pray to him, he, the almighty,
“Oh god! Do not send any more life,
Any newborn to these ugly lands”
...

She was everything to me,
She managed this house,
She colored my life,
Every thing belongs to me now,
...

kafil uddin raihan. Biography

I am now a student of a private medical college. I start my writting since my childhood, when I was in class 2. I like songs, all kinds of songs. I also write song, dramas, stories. actually literature is in my blood.These are all about me for now.)

The Best Poem Of kafil uddin raihan.

Joys Of Life.....

Smiling farmer see his green harvest,
Fluting cowboy under the old tree,
Excited boy flying kite in the blue,
Marigold in the chignon of village bride,
Dangling braided hair of school girl,
These are boundless joy.

The retired recalling his business,
Face of street child having a chocolate,
Child dreaming with the lullaby,
Smell of the rose while saying love,
Returning home after a tiresome day,
These are boundless joy.

First date with the dream-girl,
First feel anyone so closer than own,
First saying someone 'I love you',
First see beloved waiting for me,
For the first holding own child into arms,
These are boundless joy.

Who says there is no hope?
Who says there is no dream?
We all hope, we all dream,
A life full of joys, boundless joys,
Whether the sorrows for today,
And these joys forever.......

kafil uddin raihan. Comments

Rup Pokharel 07 August 2009

KAFIL I read your poem Letter from...... Congra. for the fine art. U have given justice to those heros fighting for their land elsewhere. Great! ! Could you please go thro' once to my poem 'FOR THE UNBORN'

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Kimberly Mccreary 06 August 2009

This was an awesome poem!

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