Rabindra Gope
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At the very beginning praise the liberated Bangladesh
Sufferings of the liberated land were not deported yet.
Then I salute motherly homeland
Blood stained mother, mine destitute mother land.
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Postman of inertia seeks slumber's site in your eyes
My silent journey to the night's fatigue goes alone
Dense forest of tresses are the surges of river, parting of hair is a lonely path
In the remote unknown homestead, I'm attracted, faraway, secluded,
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Soft melodious words of songs shatter down under your feet
Day and night shed down speeches of sleep of the peasant
Salt-scented crop of labour kiss dejected lips of pain-stricken girl
Love of untouched soil attracts close
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I had some desire I had something to say
I had something to get like a pair of eyes like Tina
Like the blue of the sky, like the waves of the ocean
Bosom-full of happiness was due for me, I had some dreams.
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Can't you see me? Can't you see me?
Whenever your eyes scan, wherever you place your hands, there I remain
Garland of past days remain in the memory, deep into my bosom
Liquid melodies of diurnal condensed hurting.
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Desired liberal life, desired bluish caress
The sky had dark body.
The coulds were intoxicated
Now covered my face
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One day in the depth of hole of the flute, waves of my melody
Use to bounce my childhood making great commotion
In the deep dense darkness, touching the sad form of village
The hands of the wind dances alone and go away
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Like accumulated memory in the bank of my bosom
All the desires that remain in me are only for you
Blue rippling waves of the silvery body of Silent River
My love, rose-scented dialogue of afternoon poems
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Leaping over the barbed wire I saw you once
And learned your story of surrender to light,
Grasping the darkness, how long you’ll surrender life to sleep
With accumulation of sufferings you’re becoming old,
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I have been missing gradually
From the records of memory
From the afternoon of charming love
Missing as if a tress of rain
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I wanted a green kingfisher in the entire body of a fish
From the intern bosom if it can take out toxic breath
With its sharp beaks
Kingfisher goes back
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Crickets make sound, the birds’ chirps, doel, shalik, and the crows
Bundling darkness of night boarded in the ship of morning
African catfishes were tugging with the torn moon
The fishes fight in the ponds, night pass in laughter and sorrow.
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For me I desire some stealthy freedom
I want for me one secret box
Where my own sorrows can be stores
Piled up, can be stored in the memory bank.
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You belong to me only
In the belief of love and love alone
Now I dedicate you to someone else
To a tree
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The clouds devoured the moonbeams of the full-moon
And swiftly darted towards the North
The body of hapless moon is fever-striken, tired
At one time the gang of clouds came and gaged him
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Rabindra Gope Biography
As soon as book poem ‘Palalo Kumari Shap’ (Runs Away Virgin Snake) came out in 1979, Rabindra Gope hit the heart of thousands of readers of Bangladesh. He has immediately known as ‘The Poet of Palalo Kumari Shap’. Gradually he becomes a mature creator of poetry in Bangladesh. Though, predominantly a poet, total number of his published works crossed fifty including short stories, novels, and research works. He is a prolific writer. He was ‘Shabdo Shainik’ (Fighter of Lyrics) and played a prominent role in ‘Swadhin Bangla Betar Kendra’ (Free Bangla Radio Centre) during the liberation war of Bangladesh. As a public servant he held different posts of Ministry of Information and Ministry of Cultural Affairs. He faced unusual psychological torture, physically assaulted after his poem ‘Smiling Goat and a Loaf’ was published. He was transferred to a remote place in a much degraded status. Two times he was shot. His favorite dog was killed at the encounter. The poet was awarded ‘Kathashilpi’ literary Award: Gold Medal in in1978, ‘Bikash’ literary Award: Gold Medal in in1990, ‘Sufi Motahar Hossain’ literary Award: Gold Medal, and American Biographical Institute, ‘Man of the Year,1998’. Still he is going on writing at the age of 60.)
The Best Poem Of Rabindra Gope
Praise For The Country
At the very beginning praise the liberated Bangladesh
Sufferings of the liberated land were not deported yet.
Then I salute motherly homeland
Blood stained mother, mine destitute mother land.
Praising Bangabandhu Mujib who
Sacrificed life to free motherland,
Begging pardon from him and
Start crossing the mighty ocean by remembering him.
Keeping his name in mind raising voice, "Badar, Badar"
I steer the boat, sail boat by his name
His name is known all over the world
Whenever recollect him I cry silently
I will write an epic on them who
Had sacrificed life in freedom fight
Those who sacrificed lives for Bangla Vasa
Singing the songs of life by remembering them
Rafique Salam, Barkat, Jabbar, the lovers of mother tongue
Protect the value at the cost of their lives.
Pitched road were washed away by Matiur's blood.
We have not forgotten ‘69 yet.
The nation has not forgotten November '70,
Lacs of people had died on the beach by cyclone.
Bangalees had won the election in '70,
Then Pakistani rulers got frightened.
History of 1971 is known to all,
How can we forget the pains?
Bangla got victory after a blood shed war
Let us say Joy Banglar Joy.
Freedom's flower bloomed in the courtyard,
After lives of lacs of people had sacrificed.
Bangla was liberated by the spiritual spell of Bangabandhu,
Named Bangladesh which is immeasurable significant.
Autocrats established terrorism in that Sonar Bangla
After floods of blood country was not develop by eras.
Good people are still lament for mental agony
And fundamental elements cried in the trap.
Bangabandhu was killed by local attackers,
Yet today Sonar Bangla is in howling.
I hate that gang of killers,
Countrymen have not forgotten that occurrence.
Where do we get such a patriot of the country?
Everything is in the country except the father.
Who told he is not, he is in our mind,
Crazy Rabin will remember him forever.
Who told he is not, he is in every house,
He is in the mind of everybody.
Let say Mujib, Mujib, let say Joy Bangla,
Let say Joy Bangla, let say Mujib Mujib…
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