Nazmul Haque

Rookie - 43 Points (1st March,1978 / Sirajgang, Bangladesh)

Nazmul Haque Poems

41. The Eye Of The Wild Star 12/14/2011
42. Come Silently In The Middle Of The Night 12/18/2011
43. The Remembrance 12/20/2011
44. The Confession Of Albert Einstein 1/7/2012
45. To My Wife 2/8/2012
46. To The First Gentle Breeze Of Spring 2/8/2012
47. Poet And Woman 3/11/2012
48. It Is A Joy 3/12/2012
49. Sin And My Confession 3/23/2012
50. If I 3/23/2012
51. The Art Of Love 9/17/2012
52. The Way Of Life 10/1/2012
53. Never Give Up 9/30/2012
54. Feel It If You Can 10/1/2012
55. The Question Forever 10/2/2012
56. The Court Of Conscience 10/4/2012
57. Pure Love 10/15/2012
58. I And You 11/10/2012
59. Loneliness 11/23/2012
60. Hunger 12/13/2012
61. The Calling 1/20/2013
62. Justice Is Crying 2/5/2013
63. A Second Liberation War 2/18/2013
64. The Meaning Of Going Away 6/16/2013
65. A Cup Of Tea 9/9/2013
66. The Best Part Is Never Achieved 12/27/2013
67. The Other Side 1/5/2014
68. Me, The Supreme Center 1/19/2014
69. The Undefined Woman 3/8/2014
70. Dear, It's My Heart 3/8/2014
71. Death - An Welcome Guest 5/1/2012
72. The Queen Of Night 5/9/2012
73. The Unseen Wall 6/3/2012
74. The Fall Of Humanity 2/26/2012
75. It Doesn'T Matter 4/15/2014
76. Painfully Joyous 3/30/2017
77. Until 3/24/2014
78. Ode To Venus 11/28/2011
79. Don'T Stay Away 10/23/2012
80. The Supreme Transformation 1/10/2012

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The Concrete And The Abstract

The concrete is visible,
the abstract is invisible.
The concrete is the outside,
the abstract is the inside.
The concrete is objective,
the abstract is subjective.

People go on searching for
God in the concrete.
'We would like to see God'
-they say.

But only the concrete can be seen;
the abstract has to be felt.
The concrete can be seen-
with the eyes open,
the abstract has to be seen-
with eyes closed.

God is inside you, as you.
You cannot stand outside God
and see Him;
you can see Him
only from the ...

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You

When a thirsty man takes a handful of water
from a river full to the brim,
The river does never know what is taken,
But the man does always know what he gets.

When I drink from
the fountain of your beauty,
You lose a little, but I get a lot.

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