Rizwanul Islam Rudra
Biography of Rizwanul Islam Rudra
Rizwanul Islam Rudra Poems
Oh how beautiful the rising sun! Can I hear the most cheerful song? Make a love bird and give it to you Oh how wonderful the pleasurable fun!
Give Me Drugs, I Will Give You The Darke...
Give me drugs, I will give you the darkest earth! Give me armors, I will make the world warmth! You can not stop me with your honest hands You will not able to destroy me like white ducks.
The Intolerable Sex
In this mysterious earth There was a blue sky There was a bloody sea A big bang war!
Leave The Heaven
Leave the heaven, come to hell Stand by the door, ring the bell.
An olive green dressed man cried and shouted 'Major General Shakil is dead! His wife is dead! ' A poor rickshaw puller was passing the road Just took a bullet in his heart and left the world forever...
Ours is a big world But every man made of just one kind of blood The color of the blood is red...dark red And now we are able to touch the knife blade.
Die Another Day
Though the world is not enough I wish I would get a golden-eye As a man with the golden gun Always makes whispers in my ears!
Though I Am Not A Prince
Though I am not a prince, I want to live again Though I am not a poet, I want to write again. My life is like a parrot and I never wanna skip- From this ruled and reigned life, god promise.
Man On Fire
There was a man of fire A little girl named Pita called her- Creasy Bear! He had applied for the post for a bodyguard, To save the child and fight against kidnappers.
? (For Dona Sharma)
Now what can I do for you Dona? If you don't understand me, If you don't remember me Only spiritual pains are broken all my loneliness Which flower you like most Dona?
Seeing the dark blue clouds in the sky Remembering childhood memories, why? Seeing poetry books and beautiful girls Then, catch a white rod and spread smokes...
Man On Fire
There was a man of fire
A little girl named Pita called her- Creasy Bear!
He had applied for the post for a bodyguard,
To save the child and fight against kidnappers.
He was a addressless, assassin
But he hates all kinds of sins...
His only habit was drinking alcohol
But as soon as he inspired (from Pita) he left that.