Rahman Henry Poems

Days are gloomy
Nights are dim.

Eventually, sleeping is our permanent dress.
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A balcony, engaged with too old fallen
leaves, windows with some broken or no glass at all,
a stair with plaster cracked floor, abandoned rooftop
occupied by moss— everywhere and in everything,
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Buddha, the non-violent, stands still;
Laughing...

Green light
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In this world, human,
The most formidable creature.
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There is no Tagore, nowadays—
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আমার জানালা-ফলক তুষারে জর্জর,
আজ রাত তীব্রতর শীতের দুনিয়া,
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ওহ এসো, দিনটি
এসো আমার বাহু দু'টির আলিঙ্গনে
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Past:
Lots of incidents, already passed.

present:
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