Tahmin Alam Tahmin

Tahmin Alam Tahmin Poems

Waking up to the hissing noise of the pressure cooker,
Sweat soaking my mother's rosy cheeks,
A life barely lived inside the walls of the kitchen,
My mother neither yielded nor complained.
...

Death approaches me like a gentleman,
Taps twice on my frail left shoulder,
Opens the door of the 'Vehicle of Eternity',
And then drives me towards the road of 'Paradise'.
...

Gather around, children,
Sit close, and listen well.

The wind starts to blow wildly,
...

Tahmin Alam Tahmin Biography

I am a postgraduate in English Literature & Cultural Studies whose obsession with literature is beyond words. Studied Literature enabled me to look at the world from a different dimension, honed my cultural sense, shaped my understanding of the world, and boosted my analytical abilites. The more I go through the pages of a novel, or a stanza of a poem, the more I become marveled at the magic of words.)

The Best Poem Of Tahmin Alam Tahmin

My Mother: An Unsung Hero

Waking up to the hissing noise of the pressure cooker,
Sweat soaking my mother's rosy cheeks,
A life barely lived inside the walls of the kitchen,
My mother neither yielded nor complained.

I gaze at her dreary face & worn out physique,
Swallowing her breath and cooking meals,
Decades have elapsed, but the mundaneness of her life prevails.

I imagine my mother's snippets from the past,
A joyous innocent girl looking bright,
Dreaming of a wonderful life with hopeful eyes.
Now cornered deep into a claustrophobic space.

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