Md. Ziaul Haque Poems

I felt sorry,
For misunderstanding her,
I felt poignant awfully,
As it was I who made her dejected there.
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Perhaps Cupid’s arrow is in my chest,
Since I can’t take the least rest,
Awful desire for you runs through each vein,
Over and over again.
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Love conquers all,
It doesn’t let anyone fall,
It knows no hatred,
Teaches us to shun all that’s bad.
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Hard work leads to one destination,
It’s nothing but success that everyone can,
Reach with time’s support,
And with a basket of dreams and confidence in heart!
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Wherever go I,
Hypocrisy does lie,
In the hearts of most of the people,
Like a virus so lethal.
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To a lover and a beloved,
The starry nights are most loved,
Since romanticism is born at once,
Letting their souls in ecstasy dance!
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A poor boy knows well,
What Pohela Boishakh is but can’t tell,
His father to buy him a colourful punjabi,
To roam around with friends in glee.
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A bitten apple is in my hand,
My jaws are not free even for a second,
All of a sudden,
The beautiful sky gets gloomy once again!
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I have been working hard,
For the last few days like mad,
With the purpose of translating a dream alone,
Perhaps it may bear fruit in the long run.
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She kissed me on my left cheek tenderly,
As if she were profoundly in love with me,
Ran her fingers across my tresses,
Before settling her head on my chest.
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