Run For Searching

[tajallinur]

I had a secret expression- I lost,
That time, full of interest and joyful most.
I see, I see the blooming time of flower..
I feel my first sight- container of color.

I lost that time and now in depression,
My life of happiness comes to conclusion.
A man cheats another, I see-
Ask myself, If God cheated me?

Why He created me and placed me without fear,
And why He send me in the world, full of fire?
I found that peace from here to there
But noticed the pleasant is nowhere.

Someone is crying and someone is smiling,
People forget, they are human being.
Humanity is erased from human mind,,
Innocence, in their angelic childhood, I find.

I find, I find, I find my soul
I find that pure time in Lamb's wool
I find my life in the song of bee
I find the God, lives inside me.

[yousuf ali]

jitna assa apka nam utna hi assa apka sher.... excellent.... who is the writer??? u?

[Md. Nuruzzaman Moral]

Good initiative.Go on. I think you can change the title of the poem and give a sublime one.

[tajallinur]

yes Yousuf Ali, I am the writer.


Thank u Sir, Will you please suggest me what should be the appropriate title?

[yousuf ali]

carry on. one day u will be world wide writer

[Nahid Kaiser]

You can publish the poem in any print or online magazine

[tajallinur]

Thank u mam. and i will try.

[fatema_diu]

Taj
When I asked you to write this poem (following the metaphysical style of Henry Vaughan).You were doubtful whether you will be able to write it or not.You said even bombing in your brain will not let out an English poem.
Now!Look at you - How nice a poem you have created.

Not only you |I'm very proud and surprised too all the other students submitted nice poems as part of their assignment work.Creativity does hide in every soul which Allah Himself has bestowed on us(whether some may notice it or not).So do not ever give up on anything.
I am uploading another beautiful poem by Sabita Mehnaj Antora(Id 101-10-104)

                                            A Sleepless Night
                                            - by Sabita Mehnaj Antora (Id: 101-10-104)



It is a sleepless night
Every one is dreaming there
But I find a hilarious thing
Which I want to share...


I almost forget about those days
When I was playing with angels
When I was a pure soul
Like a flower of a tree


Happy those days
I spend with angels
I was close with Him
Who creates all these things

He creates us and the angels
But we donot know what he wants us to watch
Before I understand everything
He sends me here
Now I do not know in this sleepless night
Where to find the answers and where him to search.

[tajallinur]

Yes mam, we are really greatful to you that without bombing in my brain you brought out all this beautiful poems. thank you MAM.

[sethy]

What a nice poem it is. Carry on...................

[tajallinur]

thank you Sethy apu.

[Sharifur Rahman]

nice poem, carry on, wish you all the best.............

[Antara11]

Dear Student
It's a good effort. Carry on.

Antara Basak
Lecturer
Dept. of English

[Gopa B. Caesar]

I liked both of the poems that was on the discussion board
regards to both Sabita and Taj
Caesar

[tajallinur]

thank you mam.