Khairul Ahsan

Gold Star - 21,869 Points (Bangladesh)

Khairul Ahsan Poems

121. Dear Poets 2/23/2014
122. Sleep 9/17/2013
123. Things Of Beauty 7/30/2013
124. A Capricious Soliloquy 6/26/2014
125. Horizon 5/2/2014
126. The Girl Had A Dream 3/18/2015
127. Bon Voyage! 6/26/2014
128. Thank You 9/3/2013
129. Her Nails 11/23/2013
130. Zero 3/21/2014
131. Thoughts Spun Around A Nest 9/10/2013
132. Head Versus Heart 5/3/2014
133. I Miss Her 2/19/2015
134. Poetic Stagnation 6/15/2014
135. You 10/2/2013
136. Sometimes 10/3/2013
137. Wisdom Of Life 3/13/2014
138. Poetry Is Immortal 2/23/2015
139. Ignored 4/11/2014
140. Drifted Away... 3/13/2014
141. Will You Tell Me? 9/17/2013
142. Across The Continents 11/24/2013
143. Just For You 9/23/2014
144. To An Unseen Beauty 3/5/2015
145. Concurrent Confabulation 9/7/2013
146. Ocean Of Love 9/16/2013
147. To A Woman Who Is Silently Carrying A Volcano 12/12/2013
148. Of Birds And Men 1/17/2014
149. A Poet's Recharge 5/23/2014
150. In Parallel Ways 4/6/2014
151. Not On The Valentine's Day 2/19/2014
152. In Cold Spell, Just For A Little Warmth! 1/7/2014
153. Just A Hello 11/2/2013
154. Moonlight Musings 4/19/2014
155. Yea And Nay 10/20/2013
156. Prince Charming 8/11/2013
157. The Magic Switch 8/10/2013
158. A Beauty Unseen 8/23/2014
159. Eternal Fantasy 4/8/2014
160. Poetry Contest 10/28/2013
Best Poem of Khairul Ahsan

Pristine Love

No love is as overwhelming and as pristine,
As the maiden love of a lass, say of sixteen.
When, like closed petals of a bud she begins to unfold
Herself, blossoming into a fragrant rose or marigold.

She seeks a hand to hold and wants hers as well be held,
In secluded privacy, from the outside world as if shelled.
She wants to love and be loved, to touch and be touched,
Promises never to leave the hand that she fondly clutched.

Standing on the crossroads of childhood and puberty,
She seeks a soul mate, not one who is always flirty.
She feels lonely at ...

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Beauty And The Body

When the body was strong and stout,
The mind was soft and fickle,
It was indifferent to seeking beauty.
It was complacent.

When the mind is eager and strong,
To appreciate and glorify beauty,
The body gives in, but it is the mind
That matters.

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