Puloq Arafat

Puloq Arafat Poems

O moonlit night...
Sketch my face in your glaze.
Keep an intense bond with me..
And your voice please rise.
...

And there is a way in your eye,
That crafts glossy sparkle in my way.
The loveliness in your sight sticks me,
To go through beyond my range.
...

O dream! Why do you scratch my footsteps-

The way a lame walks on?
...

4.

Sometimes I think I have got nothing in this world,

Day by day my life is becoming colorless.
...

Walked-ran-stopped..
And then again walking along the river side.
Watching river tides.
Trying to count the tides..
...

You kept your soul in my eyes,
And I couldn't resist.
I read your soul.
You were crying to stop me loving you!
...

7.

Life is real chapters to feel..
Tempting fraction to reveal….,
The confusion can never be the exact!
Realities are always structured.
...

I couldn't read those highly painful blinks..
I couldn't make an envelope full of bloody letters,
Entitled a sadness behind sorrow!
I tried hard to become deep red tear-drops..
...

The whole sky could stop the bird beyond its range,
But the bird would fly without wings!
It's a matter of stamina.
Of course the bird is timid..,
...

She was shivering in a windy winter.
Lovely morning it was..
The morning was covered with gloomy fog.
Wind was full of clumsy crystal mist.
...

It was an oblivious mystery!
After diving into the waves-
A crocodile attacked me as a vampire!
Yes, crocodile as a vampire!
...

Such a rainbow in the face..!
No..more than this.
Seems that all the colors of nature have painted that face.
Extremely elegant..superbly animated..
...

Bare footed skinny orthodox trumpets are reckoned.
Ignorant traumatic punishments for husky tiny smoky arrogance.
Lucid enigma derives portioned portray of nirvana.
Layers of gratitude tombs for upright triumphs.
...

And the dew-drop never touched me then!
Even though I tried to catch it..
To feel the glossy beauty of nature.
Time is baffling winks.
...

Whirling into the undesired track…
The two eyes weren't content.
Two eyes dreamt a fright..
And this would be surely drawn.
...

Men those who are the victim in life..
Those who have passed many obstacles..
Those who have cried much for prosperity..
Those who have lost peace..
...

Why did you gaze in my eyes?
I lost my direction.
Why did you keep your smile in my heart?
I forgot how to bear sorrow!
...

Farsighted drizzles are polarizing them!
I lay by them down-
And seeing their crimson orchid footprint!
Trauma signals itches-
...

Dare fractions are crimson-
Purple hearts are brittle!
Flexi of trait touches poison-
Poison of fake bloom-
...

The resonance of light makes rhythm.
The ultimate mascara to the heart-
Loved the horror-
Loved the ornament-
...

Puloq Arafat Biography

I simply try to sketch my thoughts. I love to float as lively mind. A mind can be always young and green. Human beings have the quality to overcome the worst condition even. They never fail and forget to smile. The rainbow of life reflects its multicolor and we are tremendously encoded in our reactions. Life is all about beauties and silky imaginations. I am here to explore silky beauties of life those are ornamental through the eyes of the writers and readers. My poems are also connected to sad memories, blasts of experiences, and joys. I try to feel the depth of words of other poets. However, consequently I started writing when I was studying at university level. I was actually inspired by realities of life those were always knocking me to write on the plots. Some were mocking at my spot and thought that I would be in obstacles permanently and they were keeping totally such a wrong idea in their minds that I would die within some years and this sense reflected my mind to write deeply and creatively on the loving faces I always tried to mix with as a very caring one. They tried to assault heartland's sketches with their obnoxious careless-cruelty and tried to make me socially deserted! I could know the real facts somehow. This was really very pathetically painful and unbearable. However, my family members supported me the most in every-way. Especially my own sister and my mother inspired me always to write continuously and my father told me always logically to be honest with my words. Some of my teachers inspired me directly and indirectly to write and publish my frozen works. I would like to express my hearty gratitude to Dr. Fakrul Alam Sir, University of Dhaka; Masrufa Ayesha Nusrat Ma’am, East West University, Dhaka; Israt Jahan Ma’am, East West University, Dhaka; Harunur Khan Sir, Southeast University, Dhaka, ; Golam Rabbani Shihab Sir, Jahangirnagar University, Dhaka; Zahid Hossain Sir, East West University, Dhaka; Dr. Sheikh Mehedi Hasan formerly colleague at City University, Bangladesh and my senior brother , Jatiya Kabi Kazi Nazrul Islam University, Bangladesh; and thanks to my real well-wishers. When a heart patiently tries to fire the earned reputation and social status and belongings those are the core essentials of any person, gives threats to make lifeless strangling the throat indirectly in various ways to gain a target illogically; earthly existence becomes a burning question at this stage. I got the final motivation to write this book especially because of these reasons. I have got enormous ache and an unpleasant scent of unexpected and unwanted hating sometimes works on them. This seems to be bit confusing but behind the veil the original fact is what I have described here. May our creator keep me healthy and alive for many days so that I can let them know I am taking fresh breath still now. I am not disappointed and still love them all. Your pain and irrational insult can be my replica of next hopeful sunny happiness. With best regards- Arafat Hossain Puloq)

The Best Poem Of Puloq Arafat

Moonlit Glaze

O moonlit night...
Sketch my face in your glaze.
Keep an intense bond with me..
And your voice please rise.
Tell the night to glitter more and more..
O moon don't make me bore.
Where is your door?
I wish to make me pour..
Into your gleaming beauty and shore.
You have captured white silky ink from sun.
Paint me with this.
And surprise me with your bliss.
Random infection has seized my heart.
Share with me your milky innocence.
Give me a glittering stance.
I will give you my mind..
And you are so generous and kind.
You're flourishing beauty of chilly breeze.
It writes that you are an uprising tide.
O moonlit night..
Never be ended up solo.
I wish to be with you until the sunrise.

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Puloq Arafat Quotes

If a mind tries to see and goes very deep inside and analyses like a blueprint again and again, after some days the mind will be unbearable at anything.

Dreams are like flower petals. It grows as very tender and blooms as matured, then comes into reality or falls apart!

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