Musfiq us shaleheen

Silver Star - 4,278 Points (31st, December,1970 / Khulna, Bangladesh)

Musfiq us shaleheen Poems

81. Face To Face 4/7/2016
82. Faded Memory Pages 6/17/2015
83. Father 6/21/2015
84. Feel You Very 3/5/2014
85. Fictions 11/21/2015
86. Footprint 1/1/2015
87. Forms Of Tension 1/1/2016
88. Free Feelings Flying 1/2/2016
89. Galaxy 10/12/2015
90. Gloom Night's On The Shore Of The Past 3/2/2016
91. God's Game! 11/26/2012
92. Goes Away 10/23/2016
93. Good? 6/6/2014
94. Gravity Of Love 8/15/2014
95. Gravity Of Words 7/12/2015
96. Handed Over Love Forever 12/11/2014
97. He Who Is A Poet 6/26/2015
98. Heart Is Made With Stone 8/15/2015
99. Her Mural 9/9/2014
100. Hope 'Is A Cotton Like Substance' 9/8/2014
101. Hoped To Dream 6/19/2015
102. How Do You Feel Sir! -new- 6/18/2017
103. How Grew End 11/14/2015
104. I Know All Know! 3/6/2016
105. I Lost The Way 6/22/2014
106. I Never Forget 12/13/2013
107. I Owe You 3/3/2016
108. If I Look Back 5/12/2017
109. If I May Not Be Wrong 10/28/2014
110. If I Mean 7/23/2015
111. I'm A Prisoner 5/8/2016
112. In A Spring Garden 1/26/2014
113. In The Afternoon Not Be 4/14/2016
114. In The Way Of 10/25/2015
115. Insignificant 10/20/2015
116. Is It Love? 8/15/2014
117. Isostasy 2/14/2014
118. It Will Live Forever 6/11/2014
119. Just Before The Last Breath 7/7/2015
120. Know Thyself 11/16/2012
Best Poem of Musfiq us shaleheen

The Lost Spring

This day you left me
And spring lost its flower forever
At early spring, young called never
Again in a low silent day,
I heard the crisping of a lost grasshopper

In a black and white glow dream
Far away from the silky moon sprung
There birds feathers were oping with high delicate
Though Pale petals were losing their pixel with pleasant
But the high divine melody colored the deep purple

Then another high spring fallen to light purple
Yellow flowers bloom on her pale face again
At Night mild murmur cools the heart of the passionate
And the ...

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Rhythm Of Change

So wired connection,
malfunction and volatile society-
Even though the darkness,
future written by Satan
You feel, not even a morning,
I listen a bird whistling-
but still try to walk on winter dew,
wish to run on rain when cats and dogs,
chaos raises and makes demand to change,

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