Rizwana Sultana

Rizwana Sultana Poems

I am a small window,
Present at the room's centre,
I am mandatory in a building,
Otherwise no air could enter.
...

One clear morning, we went to roam,
We kept on travelling so far and far,
Until we came across the fields of corn,
In the fresh fragrant air of early dawn.
...

Stars are billions in number,
Glimmering in the sky,
But a single moon can make,
The entire darkness die.
...

I wish I could dwell,
In an abode of clouds,
With serene garden of beauty
And glamour beyond bounds.
...

Before the arrival of the sun,
Everything is still and no sign of fun.
Silence, there is complete silence,
No sound and no disturbance,
...

I travel above the rivers and streams,
Over the hills, plains and trees.
Over the buildings, castles and forts,
I watch the whole world in peace.
...

Who will return me back,
My sweet house of 27 years?
Every moment full of enjoyment,
Fun, complacence and cheers.
...

Just like a bud blossoms into a flower,
Childhood memories in our minds do hover.
Every prank, whether awesome or wild,
Cannot be left undone by any child.
...

Here comes winter,
The coldest season of the year,
Can't anyone stop it?
The chilly cold atmosphere.
...

It's Christmas time, it's Christmas time,
It's time to light candles in the dark night,
And decorate the evergreen Christmas tree,
With silver bells, balls and ribbons bright.
...

We were taken to winter camp,
From school to study nature,
Which made me realize,
That nature is only the best teacher.
...

Everyone prefers optimism,
But I support more pessimism,
Because it helps one to take precaution,
Against any misfortune that can happen.
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All the best things in life are free,
Which give us delight and glee,
Humor, friendship and kindness,
Peace, beauty, love and happiness.
...

Nature is so marvelous, full of emotion,
Delightful for everyone, I am no exception.
The beautiful golden sunset, I wish to kiss,
The grassy meadows give me extreme bliss.
...

I am a cute, pretty little thing,
When I bloom, fragrance I bring.
Initially, I am a soft enclosed bud,
Delicate and fragile, bloody red
...

White, white, I love white,
The soft petals of rose and lilies are white
The snow-clad peaks,
That reach such a height,
...

I wish I could visit the beaches,
If those are up to my reaches.
I like to enjoy in the warm,
Silvery and grainy sand,
...

18.

No grass, no greenery on the land,
Everywhere, there is sand and sand.
No sign of water, no hope of life,
In this dry piece of land, who can survive?
...

Had there be no night,
No stars, no twinkling dots in sight,
Night, though deep and dark,
Can reveal the lightning's spark.
...

I have a strong wish,
To go inside the sea,
And see the wonderful world inside,
With pleasance and glee,
...

Rizwana Sultana Biography

Rizwana Sultana was born and brought up in the university of North Bengal where her father was a senior medical officer. She started writing poems since the age of 13.When she was in eighth class, she used to compose small poems on her friends. Gradually, her interest grew more and more for poems. In class 9th, she got the second position in recitation competition when she recited the famous poem “The Daffodils” written by William Wordsworth. Since then, she grew more enthusiastic by reading his poems. Right from her childhood, she had a great love for nature and wanted to live amidst natural surroundings. Now she has started composing poems on her own.)

The Best Poem Of Rizwana Sultana

Window

I am a small window,
Present at the room's centre,
I am mandatory in a building,
Otherwise no air could enter.

I have glass to allow light,
Even if I am closed,
When rain comes clattering,
To open me, you are not supposed.

When you sleep beside me,
And open me in morn,
Sunlight passes through me,
And your sleep is gone.

Through me you can see the outside view,
The glimpses of sceneries and lawns spread,
By sitting comfortably and conveniently,
In your warm and cozy bed.

I have grills, so strong and sturdy,
Otherwise you could fall in your sleep.
Whenever you wish, you can open me,
And through me, you can peep.

You can listen to the thunder and storm,
And the chirping of birds,
The nature's melodious sounds,
Whose description is beyond words.

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