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আকাশে মায়ের মুখ

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সাইকেলটা চালাতে চালাতে পা ধরে যাচ্ছিল নির্মলের। এমনিতে খুব একটা অভিজ্ঞ বা পরিপক্ক নয় সে সাইকেল চালানোয়। কিন্তু চাপে পড়ে তাকে সাইকেল জোগাড় করতে হয়েছিল।

মালিকের কাছে কাজ করতে করতে হঠাৎই অন্য সকলের সাথে সেও শুনল কাল থেকে সারাদেশে লকডাউন। স্বয়ং প্রধানমন্ত্রী টিভিতে ভাষণ দিয়ে দেশবাসীর উদ্দেশ্যে এই আদেশ ছড়িয়ে দিয়েছেন যেটা অমান্য করার ক্ষমতা কারোর নেই। কিন্তু অন্যদেরকে তার অবস্থাটা বোঝানোর মতো পরিবেশ বা ক্ষমতাও তার নেই। কাকে সে বোঝাবে আর কেমন করে বোঝাবে তার মনের অবস্থা!

এমনিতেই নির্মল বড় মা অন্ত প্রাণ। পাড়ার অন্য ছেলেরা যখন দলবেঁধে হৈ-হুল্লোর, মৌজ-মস্তিতে ব্যস্ত হয়ে পড়তো, তখনও কিন্তু নির্মল মায়ের কথা ভেবে বাড়ির বাইরে বেশিক্ষণ থাকত না। বন্ধুরা ক্ষ্যাপাতো তাকে অনেক। কিন্তু মায়ের ভালবাসার কাছে বন্ধুদের খ্যাপানোর কোন তুলনায় হয় না।

তিন দিন আগে পাশের বাড়ির ফোন পেয়ে সে জেনেছিল মায়ের সংকটজনক অবস্থার কথা। তারপরে আর কাজে মন বসে না তার। মালিকের সাথে অনেক বাদানুবাদ করেও যখন সমস্যার সমাধান হয়নি তখন অগত্যা কাজ ছেড়ে বাড়ি ফেরার সিদ্ধান্ত নিয়েছিল সে। মালিক তাকে পরিষ্কার জানিয়ে দিয়েছিল – দেখ, কী ছাই লকডাউন-মাউন, এসব ব্যপার তো বাপের জন্মেও শুনি নি। এই মুহূর্তে হঠাৎ তোমার হাতে দেওয়ার মত কোন টাকা-কড়িই আমার কাছে নেই। শেষে অনেক চেঁচামেচির পর অল্প কিছু টাকা দিয়েছিল মালিক।

বাড়ির ফোন পেয়েই তড়িঘড়ি এজেন্টের কাছে ছুটেছিল নির্মল এবং পরের দিন রাতের এক্সপ্রেস ট্রেনের টিকিটও পেয়ে গিয়েছিল সৌভাগ্যক্রমে। তাতেই তার বাড়ি ফেরার কথা। বাড়ি ফিরতে তার লাগবে সতেরো ঘন্টা। নির্মল পাগলের মত শুধু ভেবে যাচ্ছে এই সতেরো ঘণ্টা কি করে তার কাটবে? আর এমন অবস্থায় আজ হঠাৎ এই লকডাউনের ঘোষণা!

কিন্তু বাস, ট্রেন সমস্ত কিছু যখন বন্ধ, তখন ফেরার রাস্তা তো আর নেই। অন্য অনেকের সঙ্গেই আলাপ-আলোচনার পরেও ফেরার রাস্তা কিছু না পেয়ে নির্মল অগত্যা সাইকেলে চড়ে ফেরার মত সিদ্ধান্ত নিল মনে মনে। একমনে এই দুশ্চিন্তার কথা ভাবতে ভাবতে তার নজর পড়ে হাতের দুর্বল আংটির দিকে। কারণ সামান্য কিছু অর্থের মধ্যেও আবার যদি সে বাজে খরচ করে ফেলে এইসময়, তবে তো মায়ের অপারেশন করার খরচ ই পাবে না। তখনই মাথায় মতলব আসে অন্ততপক্ষে এই সোনার আংটিটুকু বিক্রি করলে একটা পুরনো সাইকেল কেনার মত পয়সা তার হতে পারে। আর তারপরই যেমন ভাবা তেমনি কাজ। সেই টাকা দিয়ে অনেক কষ্টে অনেক দরদাম করার পর সাইকেলের দোকান থেকে পুরনো সাইকেলটা কিনে তার ভরসা হয়। যখন রাস্তাঘাটের গাড়িঘোড়া সব বন্ধ তখন সাইকেলে চড়ে এই দীর্ঘ পথ ফিরতে তার অন্তত কোন অসুবিধা হবে না বলেই তার মনের জোর।

রাস্তায় লোকজন তেমন নেই কিন্তু নির্মল সাইকেল চালিয়ে যাচ্ছে বিরামহীন। নির্মলের পাখির চোখ তার মায়ের মুখ। পাশের প্রতিবেশী মারফত মাকে সে খবর পাঠিয়েছিল সে গিয়েই মায়ের অপারেশন এর যাবতীয় বন্দোবস্ত করবে। কিন্তু চোরা না শোনে ধর্মের কাহিনী। রাস্তায় পুলিশ বারবার তাকে আটকে কত যে হয়রানি করেছে কতবার। কতভাবে পুলিশকে বলে, বুঝিয়ে, টাকা-পয়সা খরচ করে তবে সে সাইকেল চালিয়ে যাচ্ছে অবিরত।

অন্ধ্রপ্রদেশ থেকে ওড়িশা সীমান্ত দিয়ে ঢোকার মুখেই বিপত্তি গেল বেড়ে। পুলিশ কিছুতেই তার কথা শুনবে না। অবশেষে নিজের একমাত্র সম্বল পকেটের কম দামী মোবাইলটা পুলিশকে দিতে, তবে সে মুক্তি পেল। পেটের নাড়ি ছিঁড়ে যাচ্ছে ক্ষিদে আর তেষ্টায়। সেসবের তোয়াক্কা না করেও অন্তহীন সাইকেল চালিয়ে যাচ্ছে নির্মল।

অবশেষে একসময় নির্মল মাতালের মত টলতে টলতে কোনরকমে সাইকেলটা নিয়ে তাদের নিজেদের গ্রামের বড় নদীর ব্রিজ পার হচ্ছিল। সকালের নতুন সূর্যটা কি সুন্দরভাবে উঠছিল আম বাগানের পাশ দিয়ে। ওপারে বড় আম বাগানের পাশেই এলাকার শ্মশান। কিন্তু শ্মশানে হঠাৎ ভিড় কেন? খুব অসহায় লাগছে তার। সাইকেলটা কোনরকমে থামিয়ে মাটিতে পা রেখেছে নির্মল আর ছুটতে ছুটতে এলো রঘু। বলল- নির্মল কাকু তুমি এলে? কিভাবে এলে? এখনতো চারিদিকে লকডাউন। তোমার মোবাইল তো সুইচড অফ বলছে। কেউ যোগাযোগ করতেই পারেনি। জানো কাকু, ঠাকুমা........ কাল সন্ধ্যেয়...... মারা গেছে পেটের যন্ত্রনায়! ভোরে ভোরে এসে সবাই এইমাত্র ঠাকুমার দাহকার্য শেষ করল।

কি বলছিস রে রঘু? তুই ঠিক বলছিস? বলতে বলতেই মাথাটা ঘুরে গেল নির্মলের।

হ্যাঁ গো কাকু, এই কথা কি আর মিথ্যে করে কেউ বলে? জবাব দিল রঘু।

সহসা চোখে অন্ধকার দেখতে দেখতে মাটিতে পড়ে গেল নির্মল আর চিৎকার করে উঠল তীব্রভাবে -- মা! মাগো! আমি যে এসে গেছি মা, তোমার অপারেশন করাব বলে কিছু টাকাও জোগাড় করেছি।

আমবাগানের ফাঁক দিয়ে সূর্যটা এসে পড়ছিল তার মুখের উপর। নির্মলের হঠাৎ মনে হল - ওই তো? ভোরের আকাশের সূর্যের মধ্যে থেকে মা চেয়ে আছে তার পানে। দুটো হাত সূর্যের দিকে প্রসারিত করে নির্মল চিৎকার করে উঠল – মা, মাগো! দাঁড়াও মা তুমি ওইখানে। আমি আসছি তোমার দিকে, তুমি চলে যেও না মা, আমি আসছি। আমি যে এত কষ্ট করে ছুটে এলাম, সে তো তোমার অপারেশনের জন্যেই। তুমি চলে যেও না মা।

মাটিতে দু’ হাতে ভর দিয়ে নির্মল প্রাণপণ শক্তি সঞ্চয় করে উঠে দাঁড়িয়ে ছুটতে চেষ্টা করল সামনের দিকে, কিন্তু পা দুটো আর তার এগোল না। দু’ পায়ে জড়িয়ে আছড়ে পড়ে গেল সে মাটিতে। সামনে পড়ে থাকা ভাঙ্গা একটা ইটের উপর মুখটা লাগতেই গর গর করে রক্তস্রোত বয়ে যেতে লাগল তার জামা-কাপড় বেয়ে।

ছোট্ট রঘু এই কাণ্ড দেখে হাও মাও করে চিৎকার করতে করতে লাফালাফি করতে লাগল – ও সুদীপ জ্যেঠু, ও অমর দাদু, তোমরা শিগগির ছুটে এই দিকে এসো গো। দেখে যাও নির্মল কাকুর কি অবস্থা......

কিন্তু নির্মলের সেদিকে কোন ভ্রুক্ষেপই নেই। সে তার ছোট ব্যাগটা খুলে তার অনেক কষ্টের সঞ্চয়ের টাকাগুলো ছেলেখেলার ভঙ্গীতে বাতাসে উড়িয়ে দিতে দিতে অভিমানে বলতে লাগল – কিচ্ছু দরকার নেই এগুলো আর আমার। এ টাকা-পয়সা আমার আর কোন কাজেই লাগবে না – বলতে বলতেই কান্নায় ভেঙে পড়ল নির্মল। -----------------

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জওহরলাল নেহেরু গভঃ কলেজ, পোর্ট ব্লেয়ারে দু বছর লেকচারার হিসেবে যুক্ত থাকার পর ১৯৯২ থেকে ২০১৬-এর নভেম্বর পর্যন্ত কেন্দ্রীয় সরকারের অধীনস্ত আন্দামানের সরকারী স্কুলের শিক্ষক।বাংলা ও শিক্ষাতত্ত্বে এম.এ., বি এড, সাংবাদিকতায় পি.জি. ডিপ্লোমা, রবীন্দ্র ভারতী বিশ্ব বিদ্যালয়ের বয়স্ক শিক্ষার সার্টিফিকেট কোর্স, যাদবপুর বিশ্ববিদ্যালয় থেকে সমাজ সেবার ট্রেনিং, প্রাচীন কলাকেন্দ্র, চণ্ডীগড় থেকে তবলায় সঙ্গীত বিশারদ। । N.C.E.R.T (C.B.S.E.)-র Translation & Development–এর কাজে Co-Ordinator & Translator হিসেবে প্রাথমিক স্তরের সমস্ত পাঠ্য গ্রন্থের অনুবাদের অভিজ্ঞতা। শিক্ষকতায় মাহাত্ম্যপূর্ণ যোগদানের জন্যে প্রশাসনের সর্বোচ্চ সম্মান উপ-রাজ্যপালের প্রশস্তি পত্র প্রাপক। রাজ্য গ্রন্থাগার, পোর্টব্লেয়ারের গ্রন্থ-নির্বাচক মণ্ডলীর বাংলা বিভাগের প্রাক্তন সদস্য এবং সংশ্লিষ্ট বিভাগে পরামর্শদাতা হিসেবে বর্তমানেও যুক্ত। পত্র-পত্রিকা, আকাশবাণী ও দূরদর্শনের বিভিন্ন চ্যনেলের সঙ্গে গল্প, কবিতা, নাটক, প্রবন্ধ লেখালিখি ও সাংস্কৃতিক অনুষ্ঠান-সূত্রে যুক্ত। বহু সরকারী-বেসরকারী পুরস্কার-সম্বর্ধনায় ভূষিত। রাজ্য যুব উৎসবে তবলা ও সমবেত লোকগীতিতে আন্দামানে প্রথম হয়ে জাতীয় যুব উৎসবে যোগদান ও কেন্দ্রিয় মন্ত্রীর প্রশংসা পত্র প্রাপক। প্রকাশিত গ্রন্থের সংখ্যা- ১৪টি।

০৯:১৯ এএম, ১২ মে ২০২৪ রোববার

ARTICLE - OUR ONENESS WITH GOD

OUR ONENESS WITH GOD

(The Principle Of Faith)

Dr. Philip Oyani PhilSpirit

(The only key to global unity)

As humans keep striving to maintain peace, live in unity, as well as maintain economic stability, either as individuals or as a nation, one thing which keeps hindering the speed at which such vision is actualised is the fact that the majority of people on earth lack the awareness of their true identity and of the oneness of humanity with the power that brought the world into being, and as such they live less of whom they were meant to be, or worse off, some persons demoralize fellow humans with the view of that being the best way to attain a revered status in the society. This is the root of all forms of discriminations, including racism.

The royalty of all humanity cannot be overemphasized, as we all came from one Holy and Eternal Father, who is adorned in glory, and as such He made us in His image, after His likeness: but the misconceptions had by some persons who had lived before now led to the establishment of various views that brought about racial discrimination, political oppressions, rituals and worship systems that dehumanize the authority we all have over creation.

As stated, we all possess the fullness of our heavenly Father, and are all given equal power to dominate and replenish (bring completeness to) the earth; which means we were never created to feel superior to another, but to complement each other with our innovative ideas.

Understanding the depth of this knowledge gives us a better perspective about humanity and a better approach towards maintaining the principle of inclusive and collaborative governance in every territory on earth. With this, we get to understand that no nation or territory is better than the other, and no individual or group of persons are better than the other; for we have all been endowed with our unique potentials to create a heavenly world on earth as against the wrong religious beliefs that made so many individuals to lose interest in many activities that would have been of great benefits to humanity.

MY BIOGRAPHY :

H.E. KRMB Prof. Dr. Philip Oyani PhilSpirit (Osemudiamhe) is a Nigerian by birth and an Honorary Prince of Javanese Nobility, Indonesia.

He is a passionate lover of the peace and growth of humanity with an exceptional leadership quality. His incomparable leadership quality led to the movement that metamorphosed into the federation of The Sovereign Online State (the borderless and boundaryless federation). The Sovereign Online State is a federation consisting of citizenry from different geographically located nations who have taken advantage of the online community to build a strong bond that is beyond all forms of geographical, religious, ethnic, and political divides, upholding the principle of inclusive governance in the global community.

The Federal Government of The Sovereign Online State is the home of the world's number one incorporation body, known as OCertiVa Global Incorporation Council. The council legalizes institutions, associations, NGOs, and international bodies that intend to operate across borders. The Sovereign Online State is equal the central government of the famous Online Certificate Verification Association (OCertiVa), a body committed to maintaining the integrity of online institutions and the general online community.

H.E. KRMB Prof. Dr. Philip is an award winning writer and an academician with numerous doctorate degrees in multidisciplinary fields of study, both of professional doctorates and honorifics in English language, Leadership, Education Management, Theology, Divinity, Ministry, Human Rights Consultancy etc.

His creative mind has birthed numerous books and articles on faith, self-awareness, leadership, relationship, vision and purpose driven life, etc.

Dr. Philip is a Self-awareness Expert, Relationship Counsellor, a Certified Leadership Coach, a Certified International Human Rights Advisor/Consultant, an English and professional writing professor, who is judged by many as an erudite academician who has so many academic organizations to his credit. He is the founder of the famous English Master Institute, the first autonomous purely online institution incorporated globally under OCertiVa Global Incorporation Council, having the largest number of affiliated English, professional writing, and leadership training academies and with several international representatives. EMI is registered as a partner of the United Nations in the UN Partner Portal; registered as an authorized supplier in the UN Global Marketplace; registered with the European Commission and enlisted in European Commission Participant Register; registered at the European Centre for the Development of Vocational Training (CEDEFOP), registered as an Approved Continuing Professional Development (CPD) Provider by The CPD Group, London, United Kingdom; registered as a member of the United States Distance Learning Association (USDLA). EMI has several international accreditations which all serve as symbols of her credibility.

Dr. Philip is also the founder of Mysteries Unveilers, Mysteries Unveilers School of Advanced Divinity; the pioneer of Intercessors Prayer Network (IPNetwork). He is appointed as chairman, director, Chancellor, as well as vice-chancellors of several international organizations and institutions.

০৭:১১ পিএম, ১১ মে ২০২৪ শনিবার

Poem - Education Matters

Education Matters
Dr Tasneem Ustad (India)

Where minds face confusion and bitterness breeds..
Education matters as it sows thoughtful seeds ..
Ignorance and illiteracy go hand in hand..
Conscience teaches you to take a bold stand..

Bitterness sending negative vibes ..
Spreading a lot of commotion in peaceful tribes ...
"Where did your minds wander?' the Gods asked ..
Blinded by hatred following illogical tasks...

"Wake up man, you are sleeping since long"
In God's own country believing the wrongs.
A mindful approach and peace in your minds..
You can reach the zenith be it any kind..

Thinking minds following no blinds ..
Resist the hatred with a bond of love to bind..
With pen and paper delve into knowledge..
It will always be your support system and courage..

Copyrights reserved
©DrTasneem Ustad
India

Dr Tasneem Ustad is a Homoeopathic physician (BHMS,
Kolhapur, Maharashtra State, India)
Her goals are service to mankind and helping the needy.
She values loyalty, integrity and steadfast behaviour.
Friendly in connecting to people so as to provide a helping hand.
She has worked as an assistant physician in the Institute of Clinical Research, Kolhapur past few years.
Currently I work as a amateur counselor.
Having a passion to read, she researches on psychology and emotions through observations.
Being interested in arts, she has tried using her pen in writing on different topics through her poetries. She has received recognitions and many awards.

১১:৪৯ এএম, ১১ মে ২০২৪ শনিবার

Have you ever asked existence?

Lazar Belhaj

Algeria

Have you ever asked existence.......????? Why are you there....??????

I asked him once when I was not there....??!!!!!!

then he said to me .:

That despair...that depression...that guilt and frustration dominate your mind so that you do not know the divine presence...

For whom we were created...yes, worshiping God...

Cultivating goodness and performing a noble message.

If you follow the path of truth, you will feel that you truly exist.

Yes, it exists in your thoughts, your mind, your soul, and everything within you that pulsates with life.

And how beautiful life is....

Be there and see life as beautiful.

Short Biography:

Lazar Belhaj is a visual artist, sculptor, designer, writer, an ambassador global diplomat, international coordinator, the president of Lazar International Magazine for Arts and Peace.

১০:০০ এএম, ১১ মে ২০২৪ শনিবার

Article - Hatshepsut, the woman who dressed like men

Hatshepsut, the woman who dressed like men

Dr.Reda abdel-Rahim

Hatshepsut was one of the most prominent and powerful queens who ruled Egypt. She belonged to the Eighteenth Dynasty and was born in 1508 BC.

Her father was Thutmose I, her mother, Queen Ahmose, her brother Thutmose II, and her nephew Thutmose III.

Hatshepsut participated in the government at the end of her father's rule, and after years her father died and she assumed all the affairs of government and began to paint herself on the temples while she was wearing men's clothes, where she spoke in masculine pronouns, and that was to delude the people that there was no change with a woman sitting on the throne, and after that she chose some employees for her, and the most important of them "Senmut", who is the engineer who built the Deir el-Bahari temple for her, which is one of the greatest, most beautiful and most luxurious temples ever built. Senmut took over the supervision of her daughter, "Nefru Ra", who declared her queen after that, but she died when she was young. Hatshepsut claimed the story of her birth so that she would have the right of ownership to rule, and she said that she was the daughter of the god "Amon". And she wrote this down on her temple, so she recorded that her father pledged allegiance to the ruler, and that her brother and nephew, Thutmose II and Thutmose III, usurped her right. Hatshepsut took care of rebuilding the temples that the Hyksos demolished. And the borders of Egypt in her era were confined between Syria and Palestine, and that was due to her peaceful policy, and Hatshepsut campaigned to the south, because the people of Syria and Palestine revolted against Egyptian sovereignty. by placing it at the entrance to her temple.

This temple is a masterpiece of ancient historical monuments, as it is located in the interior of the mountain on the western mainland. It was established 3,500 years ago, and it was ordered to be built to perpetuate its memory in a good land. Deir el-Bahari is a group of tombs on the West Bank, and 40 mummies were recently found. Deir el-Bahari contains three temples and behind it The Valley of the Kings is the most famous tomb of the kings.

The temple has three floors

The first: Pictures of hunting birds and transporting obelisks from Aswan to the temple

The second: depicting a punt trip

Third: foyer for celebrations

The temple consists of an ascending road that contains statues of the Queen in the form of the Sphinx and leads us to the first flat, which is an open courtyard that contains a group of trees brought from Punt, two basins of water and papyrus plants, and there are two balconies in the west on the right and left, and each balcony bears 22 columns and 16 ribs, and there are statues It has the form of "Osir", the god of death, its length is 7 m and it contains inscriptions and two obelisks, then after that the second surface: it is a road with a width of 10 m bordered by arched walls and begins with a statue in the form of a lion to protect it and contains two balconies with 22 columns on the right and left and on the south there is a small temple "for worship Hathor" and the second part is carved in the rock, with two halls with 16 columns, and 12 columns with colored capitals, and its ceiling represents the sky and the stars, and represents the planets, and on the right recorded scenes of the sacred birth.

Hatshepsut was a capable woman, but her aggressive attitude towards her husband and her stepson made Thutmose III an enemy to her. When he had the opportunity, he took revenge on her most severely. We do not know how Hatshepsut's life ended, but it is certain that it was a tragic end, because her body was only recently found. Thutmose III demolished her monuments, removed her name and the names of everyone who followed her, and destroyed the tombs of those close to her, including "we will die."

Thus, her 18-year rule ended, and Hatshepsut died in January 1457 BC.

০৯:৩০ এএম, ১১ মে ২০২৪ শনিবার

See what a kind of matters...!

By Imdadul Islam

India

As if the sweet-scented flowers are now bemused,

They can't decorate the branches.

But maneuver of the scentless flowers is quite eye-catching.

In fact, the meditation and devoir of this era are different.

It's not enough to have only one's own beauty,

And not enough their previous glory as well.

Now fragrance has to reach his loved ones a little.

Otherwise, how can they appreciate the real fragrance?

In a crowd of fake stars the bright ones are now quite faint.

Perhaps their value should never be dishonoured.

But the waves of the rivers of this epoch are exactly opposite.

The malodour rotted things of sewage now brag,

They show themselves to be full of aroma and fragrance.

Even the bees can't catch their tricks,

And they fly around them.

We can't realise it!

Only think what a kind of matters it is!

Only think and be befuddled!

Oh! Count the days when the illusion of the bee clan is broken,

And manipulation of the fake flowers is broken down.

*A short biography of the author*:

Imdadul Islam, born on September 6, 1975 is a contemporary Indian bilingual poet and author who lives in the village of Piprapuri under Domkal municipality, district Murshidabad, West Bengal. His father’s name is Nur mohammad Mandal and his mother is Kohinur Begum. The poet completed his MA degree in English literature from IGNOU in 2016. He works as a teacher & he is also an earnest fond of composing English and Bengali poems with detective story writing as well. He also works as an online peace ambassador for multiple international literary, Peace and human rights organisations like WLFPHR(Bhutan), WSHPLA(Bangladesh)etc. He is the district secretary of Mother Teresa Foundation in his district Murshidabad. At all events he is an author and co-author of many English and Bengali books. The books where he is a co-author are like Arushi(Bengali), Kobitar Sagar (Bengali), Nabo Shrishti(Bengali), 'Mid night in the garden of peace' and 'We want peace, We don't want war' (from Italy) etc. He also writes for multiple national and international English and Bengali magazines such as Banglar Renesan, Alor Sandhane, Aponzon, Natun Gati, Swapner Vela, Taifas, The Elite, The Arab evening, Friendship of people etc. His Bengali poetry Anthology Nabo Kabyo Maloncho is just on the way to be launched in the literary world and he is the composer of the English poetry anthology 'The Rhythmic Blossoms'. It's pleasurable that he has been already honoured with multiple online international Honorary Doctorate certificates from various world class literary and human Rights organizations , Academy and Universities like Good Samaritan Theological seminary Inc(Nigeria), Prixton Church And University (America), Lazar international Journal of Arts and Peace(Algeria), Al Fayad international academy for Literature, Culture and the Arts(Egypt) and some others as well.

He owns some high and senior honour certificates from various international Peace, human rights and literary organisations like World Literary Art Impressions,Taifas international magazine, World Literary forum for Peace and human rights, Instituto Cultural Columbiano Casa Poetica Magia Y Plumas, Associazione culturale per la pace e lumanita, International Art and Heritage association for Creativity etc. After all the author won Universal Poetry Cup - 2023, organized by World Literary Art Impressions magazine (Romania) and Peace Poet award from WLFPHR (Bhutan).

০৮:২৭ এএম, ১১ মে ২০২৪ শনিবার

Poem - Ashes

Ashes

Dimitris P. Kraniotis (Greece)

The fireplace

Was eager

To put a fullstop

In the sentence

Where the road

Of my dreams

Stuck

Upon the word of happiness

With sparkles

Of wet logs

I collected

From the inside of me

That I dared

To turn to ashes

Biography:

Dimitris P. Kraniotis was born in 1966 in Larissa Prefecture in central Greece and he grew up in Stomio (Larissa). He studied Medicine at the Aristotle University of Thessaloniki. He lives in Larissa (Greece) and works as a medical doctor (internal medicine specialist). He is the author of 10 poetry books. He has won international awards for his poetry which has been translated in 36 languages and published in many countries. He participated in International Poetry Festivals. He is Doctor of Literature, Academician in Italy, President of the 22nd World Congress of Poets (UPLI), President of the World Poets Society (WPS), Director of the Mediterranean Poetry Festival (Larissa, Greece) and Chairman of the Writers for Peace Committee of PEN Greece. His official website: https://www.dimitriskraniotis.com/

১০:১৩ পিএম, ১০ মে ২০২৪ শুক্রবার

কবিতা - কেউ কারো নই

কেউ কারো নই

তুহীন বিশ্বাস

পরিচর্যাহীন গাছ ঝিমুচ্ছে-

পশু খাবলে খাচ্ছে ছাল-বাকল,

মালী ও পাহারাদার অনুপস্থিত,

মালিক কিনে খায় লেমন জুস।

স্কুলের টিফিনের টাকায়-

মায়ের শাড়ি কেনা ছেলেটা নিশ্চুপ,

সেবা'র জন্য সময়ের বড্ড অভাব,

সুযোগে তীর মারে প্রতিবেশী ঝি।

অসহায়ত্বে বিবেক কোমায়-

পরিবর্তিত দায়িত্ব - কর্তব্য আধুনিক!

মস্তিষ্ক বিভ্রাট! নাকি মানবিকতার অভাব?

আসলে কেউ কারো নই, সভ্যতার স্বভাব।

পরিচিতিঃ

তুহীন বিশ্বাস বাংলাদেশের একজন কবি ও কথাসাহিত্যিক। ১৯৭৪ সালে ১০ ডিসেম্বর বাংলাদেশের বরগুনা জেলার সদর উপজেলায় জন্মগ্রহণ করেন। পিতা মু, আঃ সোবহান বিশ্বাস ছিলেন হাইস্কুল প্রধান শিক্ষক। মাতা মনোয়ারা বেগম ছিলেন গৃহিণী।

ছাত্রাবস্থায় সাহিত্যে বেশ আগ্রহ ছিল। দেশ বিদেশের প্রখ্যাত লেখকদের বই পড়া ছিল তার নেশা। তারই ধারাবাহিকতায় তিনি ২০১০ সালে সাহিত্যে সরাসরি প্রবেশ করেন। বাংলাদেশ, ভারত সহ বিশ্বের অন্যান্য দেশ থেকে বাংলা ভাষায় প্রকাশিত দৈনিক, সাপ্তাহিক, পাক্ষিক, মাসিক, ত্রৈমাসিক পত্রিকায় নিয়মিত লিখছেন।

শিক্ষাগত যোগ্যতাঃ ১৯৮৯ সালে এস এস সি, ১৯৯১ সালে এইচ এস সি, ১৯৯৪ সালে বি কম অনার্স ( হিসাব বিজ্ঞান ), ১৯৯৫ সালে মাস্টার্স ( হিসাব বিজ্ঞান ) সমাপ্ত করেন।

পেশাঃ বহু বছর তিনি কর্পোরেট কোম্পানিতে উচ্চপদস্থ কর্মকর্তা হিসাবে কর্মরত ছিলেন। স্বেচ্ছায় অবসর নিয়ে তিনি বর্তমানে নিজ ব্যবসা পরিচালনা করছেন।

প্রকাশিত কাব্যগ্রন্থের সংখ্যাঃ ১ টি কাব্যগ্রন্থ ' বিমর্ষ বালার্ক ' ( অমর একুশে গ্রন্থমেলা ২০২১ - বাংলাদেশ )

০৮:৪৭ পিএম, ১০ মে ২০২৪ শুক্রবার

Poem - Doll

Tamikio L. Dooley

USA

I brought home a life-size doll one evening named Molly.

From the antique market,

From the bowls, capturing the antique world,

The doll stood just as tall as me.

With blond hair, distant from my ancestors,

And guarded the rails of her plastic beauty,

Nevertheless,

She wasn’t one of me.

Then I saw her brilliant blue eyes flicker.

Astonished!

That a life-size synthetic model,

Without a soul, a heart, a mind,

Could she hear me?

Listen to my thoughts,

Hear my heartbeat,

And feel my pain,

Which I brought her home?

In time, I learned the doll,

Could, in fact,

Listen to my thoughts,

Hear my heartbeat,

And feel my pain.

I became her.

About the Author:

Tamikio L. Dooley is a multi award-winning author. She is the author of 150 titles and 90 published books. The author writes fiction and nonfiction of crime, thriller, mystery, fantasy, historical, western, romance, zombie apocalypse, and paranormal. In her spare time, she writes short stories, poetry, articles, essays, health books, children’s books, diaries, journals, inspiring books, culture, African American, and history books.

She is the founder and publisher of CreatiVIngenuitiy Magazine, the President and Founder of The Pinnacle News Review-Digital Newspaper, the Editor of Friendship of People Magazine, the Editor of Orfeu Magazine, and the Ambassador of The Daily Global Nation Newspaper.

Tamikio is the President and Founder of Tamikio Dooley Writers Coach Organization, and the president and founder of Empowering Education Skills and Programs Organization.

Tamikio is featured in Humanity Magazine, CreatiVIngenuitiy Magazine, Kidliomag, Friendship of People Magazine, The Daily Global Nation Newspaper, Connections E-Magazine, The World of Myth Magazine, Orfeu Magazine, along with other magazines and newspapers.

She has received awards and certificates for her works published in Bard’s Day Key Anthology, People’s Poetry Parliament, Antologia (a anthology published in Italian), and Multinational Pen Soldiers Poetry Anthology.

Recognition Awards & Certificates

-An honorable recognition as the best crime author in September 2016,

- National Poetry Stage Bangladesh Award 2023,

-Certificate for Hyperpoem Book (a poetry book publishing 1700 poets) 2023,

- “Zheng Nian Cup” National Literature (second place prize) 2023,

-Virtual International Artist Gallery Certificate (2023),

- Best Leadership Award, Best Poetry Collection Award 2023,

-People’s Poetry Parliament Literature Certificate 2023,

-Certificate of Appreciate Memorial of V.M. Terehov 2023 (Russia Nizhny Novgord),

-The World Literary Award 2022,

-Samantarel Certificate 2024,

-Orfeu Gratitude Certificate 2023,

-CPS Gallery Virtual Exhibition “Rain and Snow” Poem Certificate excellent work 2023,

-Won her first crystal trophy award in the crime category (2016), along with other awards and certificates.

-Honorary Doctorate Friendship of People Magazine Award, 2024.

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Poem - Love

LOVE

Ubaidullo Sanginov

Tajikistan

If I burn, but my ashes speak of love.

If I die, I will give my life again for love.

My blood flows with love in my body

Like a huge river with a hundred storms

As I am dead without a soul, this language also rots in the wet soil

Even if I turn to dust, my bones will always say love

I am like a hot fire on the ground

I lit this fire with love all over the world.

I am not one of the commanders, the soldier of my love every breath,

I walk in the group of my love and with love

I will sit with those who are like flowers, and I will collect flower juice from them

With such wine of love I will stay young forever

As long as there is a soul in this body, I will speak of love.

I speak of love both on earth and in the sky.

Biography:

Ubaidullo Sanginov was born in 1975 in the city of Vahdati, Tajikistan. Educational University named after

Sadriddin Aini in Dushanbe

graduated with a degree in mathematics. Since 1996, he has been working as a mathematics teacher.

Ubaidullo Sanginov is the world's best poet and translator. His poems have been translated into

different languages. Ubaidullo Sanginov's poems have been published in many international magazines

and anthologies.

Ubaidullo Sanginov is the editor of the world magazine "Friendship of People".

Ubaidullo Sanginov is a member of various international cultural organizations.

Ubaidullo Sanginov's poems are about love, peace, friendship, good human behavior, masculinity.

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Poem - Mother`s Love

Mother's Love

DR. Piyush Raja

India

In the cradle of warmth, a love divine,

A mother's embrace, tender and kind.

Through whispers of night and dawn's first light,

Her love, a beacon, forever bright.

In laughter's echo and tears that fall,

A mother's love, the strongest of all.

Through trials and triumphs, a steadfast guide,

In her comforting arms, fears subside.

With gentle hands that mend and mold,

A mother's love, more precious than gold.

In every heartbeat, a lullaby's grace,

Her love, an eternal, comforting embrace.

Through seasons of joy and storms that brew,

A mother's love, unwavering and true.

In every sacrifice, a selfless art,

Her love, a masterpiece, stitched from the heart.

Through fleeting years and moments shared,

A mother's love, an unspoken prayer.

In the tapestry of life, her threads entwine,

A love unending, pure and divine.

©®

Biography:

1. Full name : Dr. Piyush Raja

2. Education: PhD(Computer Science)

3. Country: India

4. Record Specifications: Poet, Global Educator, Global Peace Ambassador, Editor, Reviewer, Bihar, India

A. Record of reciting poetry 3 times in the world's largest 400-hour virtual poet conference included in the world record.

B. Honor of being a world record holder in February 2022 courtesy of Eva Zindagi International Literary and Cultural Group

C. Experience of about 1000 poet conferences / open mics and 55 solo poetry lessons nationally and internationally

D. Book "Piyush Sarita" published and "Piyush Kalash" in process of publication!

E. Published more than 50 shared anthologies including shared poetry collection book Jashn-e-Holi, Peeli Dhoop, Kavya Sagar, Prabhanjali and Archana shared anthology book, shared poetry collection Mere Humsafar, Kalam Se Panno Tak and Mera Pyaara Hindustan in process of publication!

F. Published more than 600 compositions in various Hindi and English magazines!

G. Received more than 8000 Online/Offline awards in Literature, Research and Education.

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Poem - Peace shall be prevailed

Peace shall be prevailed

Nasser Alshaikhahmed

The course of perfect accord can be proved

Even with twists and turns, like a winding grooved

Wars keep interfering, killing us with rockets,

driving us to question if repose is just brackets.

No reconciliation can be achieved and true,

If there were no obstacles and bumps to get through,

testing our patience, our strength, and our will,

making us wonder if we ever have the skill.

But through the hardships and the strife,

We will learn to cherish truce in our life,

To hold on to and never let go,

To weather the storms and the ebb and flow.

For nothing worth having comes easy,

All things in time are hard and queasy,

But with concord as our guiding light,

This world would be sunny and bright.

So let us embrace the harmony path,

And all the bounties that it hath,

For in the end, our freedom will shine

And we'll know that life would be fine,

Short Biography.

NASSER ALSHAIKHAHMED is a Sadi Arabian bilingual poet and writer, he writes poetry and short story in Arabic and English. He went to school at Sonoma State University in California, USA. Although his field of study is far from literature but his soul is immersed in poetry and writing. He is a member of All Poetry.com, Soul Asylum Poetry Radio, New York-USA, Poetry Anthologies, Voracious Polyglots-USA, The Quilled ink South Africa, Wheel song Poetry- UK,

Online Magazines

1-Polis Magazino- Greece

2-ILA Magazine- USA

3- Grupo de trabajo de escritores "Juntos por las letras" -ARGANTINA

3- www.youtube.com/c/Uddan Television

.He has translated from English to Arabic several poetries work for poets from USA, Japan and Australia and published his translation in local journals.He has published one poetry book in Arabic( العرافةara’fa) in 2013 by ( Arabian house for science and publishing). He has won the second prize "Zheng Nian Cup" China Literally Award! 2023. He has published one English

He was awarded on 14-10-2023 by the L.A. Seneca International Academic Literary Award , the Italian Academy of Philosophical Arts and Sciences, Bari- Italy.

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গল্প - ঝিলাম রাজের কথা

ঝিলাম রাজের কথা

খগেন্দ্রনাথ অধিকারী (প্রাক্তন অধ্যক্ষ)

দু'দলের ফুটবল ম্যাচ শেষ। মিতালী সংঘ জিতেছে ২-১ গোলে ভ্রাতৃসংঘকে হারিয়ে। খেলার শেষে বিজয়ীদের তাঁবুতে গিয়ে বিজিতরা শুভেচ্ছা জানিয়ে আসছে। কিন্তু গোলকিপার মনোজ গেলো না। সে চুপ চাপ ভ্রাতৃসংঘের তাঁবুর এককোণে বসে আছে। ওদের দলের এক খেলোয়াড় ইমরান ওকে ডেকে বলল--

এই ভাই চল। সবাই যাচ্ছে ওদেরকে কনগ্রাচুলেট করতে; তুই না গেলে ভাববে হিংসেয় বা পরাজয়ের জ্বালায় তুই যাচ্ছিস নে। একটা ভুল বার্তা যাবে তোর সম্পর্কে।

--দ্যাখ ভাই ইম্যু! তুই যে কথাটা বলেছিস, সেটা উড়িয়ে দেবার নয় একেবারে। তবে কথা কি জানিস ভাই, ছোটবেলা থেকে আমি একটা মূল্যবোধ নিয়ে বড় হয়ে উঠেছি; তার সঙ্গে আপোষ করতে পারবো না। তাই Sorry ভাই। আমি যাবো না।

--কিসের আপোষ মনোজ?

--তাহলে ভাই বলি শোন। আমি গরীব ঘরের ছেলে। ইংলিশ মিডিয়াম স্কুলে পড়ার সুযোগ পাইনি। গ্রামের পাঠশালায় পড়েছি। আব্দুল ছাত্তার ওস্তাদজী বলে এক হত দরিদ্র শীর্ণকায় দীর্ঘদেহী বৃদ্ধ শিক্ষক আমাদের গল্পচ্ছলে ক্লাশ থ্রিতে ইতিহাস পড়াতেন। বছর কয়েক আগে অপুষ্টিতে তিনি মারা গেছেন। কিন্তু তাঁর সেই পড়ানোটা আজও আমার অন্তরে গেঁথে আছে। তাই ভাই আমি যাবো না।

--স্যারের কি পড়ানো, আমায় একটু বল ভাই।

--তখনকার স্যারেরা ছিলেন খুব ill-Paid! কিন্তু তাঁদের পড়ানো ছিল অনবদ্য। স্যার পড়িয়ে ছিলেন বন্দী পুরুর সঙ্গে বিজয়ী আলেকজাণ্ডারের কথোপকথন। ওঃ, মনে হচ্ছিল স্যারই যেন গ্রীকবীরের দরবারে শৃঙ্খলিত ঝিলাম রাজ! স্যার শুরু করেছিলেন এইভাবে--

হে রাজবন্দী! আপনি আমার কাছে কিরূপ ব্যবহার আশা করেন?

--একজন বীর আর একজন বীরের কাছে যা আশা করে ঠিক তাই রাজন।

--তার মানে?

--তার মানে, আমার দেশের ভীরু--কাপুরুষ--তক্ষশীলার রাজা অম্ভির মত ক্রীতদাসের অধীনতা আশা করি না--আমি চাই সম্মান জনক মিত্রতা আপনার সাথে। আমি মহারাজ পরাজিত, আমি যুদ্ধে হেরেছি আপনার কাছে, কিন্তু হারিয়ে যাইনি। আমি আজও উন্নত শির বীর পুরু।

--বন্দী বীর! অম্ভিত তো মিত্রতা করেছেন আমার সাথে।

--হে দিগ্বীজয়ী। আমার ধৃষ্টতা মার্জনা করবেন। মিত্রতা হয় দুই ভাবে--(১) কাপুরুষরা বিজেতার গুহ্যদ্বার দিয়ে তাঁর শরীরে প্রবেশ করে এবং সেখানে মলমূত্র খেয়ে পুষ্ট হয়। আর আত্মমর্যাদাবানরা বন্ধুত্বের স্থান চান বিজেতার বুকে--বাহুবন্ধনে আবিষ্ঠ হয়ে তাঁর অন্তরে। আমি এই দ্বিতীয়টিই চাই হে ম্যাসিডোনিয়া অধিপতি।

সেনাপতি সেলুকাস সহ সবাই হতবাক। বিস্মিত সম্রাট আলেকজাণ্ডার। আপন আসন ছেড়ে উঠে তিনি পায়ে পায়ে পুরুর দিকে এগিয়ে গেলেন; নিজের হাতে তাঁকে শৃঙ্খলমুক্ত করে বুকে জড়িয়ে ধরলেন সাদরে।

একটু থেমে মনোজ বললো--স্যারের এই বর্ণনা সব সময় আমাকে উদ্দীপ্ত করে। আমি আত্মদম্ভী নই ইমরান, আমি হিংসুটেও নই। আমি আত্ম মর্যাদা বোধ সম্পন্ন। খেলায় হেরে গেছি; হার মেনে নিয়েছি। তাই বলে আর পাঁচটা মেরুদণ্ডহীন খ্যালেণ্ডার মত খেজুরে আলাপ জমাতে আমি বিজেতাদের তাঁবুতে কখনোই যেতে পারবো না। যাবো না। বরং চেষ্টা করবো যাতে ভবিষ্যতে আমাদের Team জয়ের মুখ দেখে সেই প্রয়াস চালাতে।

শীতকালের বেলা। সূর্য্য ডুবু ডুবু। ইমরান দেখলো, অস্তগামীর শেষ রক্তরাগে তার খেলোয়াড় বন্ধুর মুখখানি প্রত্যয়ে লালে লাল হয়ে উঠেছে।

লেখক পরিচিতি:

অধ্যাপক খগেন্দ্রনাথ অধিকারী রাষ্ট্রীয় বিদ্যাসরস্বতী পুরস্কার ও এশিয়া প্যাসিফিক পুরস্কার সহ জাতীয় ও আন্তর্জাতিক ক্ষেত্রে বহু পুরস্কার প্রাপ্ত একজন খ্যাতনামা শিক্ষাবিদ। ইনি কোলকাতার সাউথ সিটি (দিবা) কলেজের প্রাক্তন অধ্যক্ষ।

ঠিকানা-শরনিয়ার বাগান

পোষ্ট-টাকী, পিন

-৭৪৩৪২৯

পশ্চিমবঙ্গ, ভারত

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Poems

Poem - Scary Woman

Yasmine Abdel Salam Harmoush

A rebellious woman

She was created from the womb of a frozen nation

As a linguistic masterpiece

About the lines of the shops are unique...

Slim figure

He rises to the heights of pride...

And curls of gypsy hair

Flows with freedom...

Her nose is like a lofty one

Zubaida Al-Abbasiya...

Her lips are burgundy

L ike cries of truth

The violent blood...

Its fragrance is of a wild flower

He broke the neck of the bottle and the bondage...

Don't falter in her steps

Even if she walked without shoes

On a pink land..

A woman like the full moon, clear and clear

And luminous on moonlit nights...

Do not accept grievances, solid and proud..

Firm as olive roots

In the soil of its land, it is firmly established and strong...

Poem - I Disputed My Time

Yasmine abd alsalam harmoush

So I came to you, O sea, with a confused conscience

No, I came to you to ask you for my things

Did you forget that you swallowed my earrings?!

He said:

You have my pearls and all my treasures

Sit on a sand blanket

Don't be shy and complain to me

My ears have listened to you

She said:

Thank you, you who greeted me with kindness

And on the shore of Arsani wave

I am the one who pledged myself as a sacrifice

I did not shed any burning from my eyelids

Nor is the sickness of the world my eyes

Jihad was my title

I meant you were advising me

The sound of your waves called me

He said :

O flower made by the Most Gracious

Leave the time behind you

And listen to me:

No, the bloody disc killed me

Nor did the red twilight revive me

Until the waves of treachery crash

No, it shattered my rocks and my shells

Not a single day has my faith weakened

She did not resort to anyone other than the Creator, the Guide

So be like me

May God protect you and me

Poem - A Virgin Pearl

Yasmine Abdel Salam Harmoush

Spring seasons..

Born from the womb of the fields...

Daughter of the artist's brush...

Anemone sister...

Neighbor of rand and basil...

It harbors rose buds

At her plump waist...

Amalia's daughters sit down

On the cheek chair..

Birds approach it

And it tightens around her and passes..

Shahad Al-Ridaab meets

From the gap like a crazy scum..

The baby falls asleep like a newborn

On the edge of the eyelids..

She is the bride of virgins

Penetrates the holes of the universe..

Roaming the mysteries of existence

Without attraction and limits..

No rules, no clauses.

Governed by laws

Innocence and pleasure

And the ecstasy of every feeling..

In the languages of silence it speaks..

And from the perfume of Yasmina, it smells...

Biography:

The writer, Yasmine Abdel Salam Harmoush, from the country of culture and beauty, Lebanon was born on 8/15/1988. Her birthplace is Safira, Dinniyeh. Her academic specialt

y is artistic excellence in experience and financial auditing. She has a work titled “Jasmine”...

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Poems

Biography of the Author:

Dr. Prasana Kumar Dalai

(DOB 07/06/1973) is a passionate Indian Author-cum-poet while a tremendous lecturer of English by profession in the Ganjam district of Odisha. He is an accomplished source of inspiration for young generation of India .His free verse on Romantic and melancholic poems appreciated by everyone. He belongs to a small typical village Nandiagada of Ganjam District,the state of Odisha.After schooling he studied intermediate and Graduated In Kabisurjya Baladev vigyan Mahavidyalaya then M A in English from Berhampur University PhD in language and literature and D.litt from Colombian poetic house from South America.He promotes his specific writings around the world literature and trades with multiple stems that are related to current issues based on his observation and experiences that needs urgent attention.He is an award winning writer who has achieved various laurels from the circle of writing worldwide.His free verse poems not only inspires young readers but also the ready of current time.His poetic symbol is right now inspiring others, some of which are appreciated by laurels of India and across the world. Many of his poems been translated in different Indian languages and got global appreciation. Lots of well wishes for his upcoming writtings and success in future.He is an award winning poet author of many best seller books.Recently he is awarded Rabindra nath Tagore and Gujarat Sahitya Academy for the year 2022 from Motivational Strips . A gold medal from world union of poets France & winner Of Rahim Karims world literary prize 2023.The government of Odisha Higher Education Department appointed him

as a president to Governing body of Padmashree Dr Ghanashyam Mishra Sanskrit Degree College, Kabisurjyanagar.Winner of " HYPERPOEM " GUNIESS WORLD RECORD 2023.Recently he was awarded from SABDA literary Festival at Assam.

Recently he was awarded highest honour contributing world literature from Mexico.

1.Psalm of the Soul.

2.Rise of New Dawn.

3.secret Of Torment.

4.Everything I never told you.

5.Vision Of Life National Library Kolkata.

6.100 Shadows of Dream.

7.Timeless Anguish.

8.Voice of Silence.

YOU'RE MY SECRET !

In my words you come every moment

They all bear your name of my breath

Do stop when I don't take your name

When you're annoyed to be honest

Whenever it happens I am with you

Know not why I care for you so much

I find you and I do accept your entity

But just can't stay away from yours

You're so close for you're my secret

Honestly I exist for your good self only

I can't think of staying away from you.

©®Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai @India.

MEMORIES OF YOUR TORMENT !

After crossing the road of our love

We met leaving far behind everything

How about walking to the no man's land

Hardly do we know eachother though

I feel as if I 've got my soulmate in you

Days go by ; nights don't seem to glide

Memories of yours do torment me a lot

The world has reduced me to this state

Sitting and clutching my wounded past

Cause you're so close to me , you know

But I think you're out of my reach now .

©®Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai @India.

NOTHING IN MY HAND !

I wish your presence when I am awake

Always in my dreams if I shut my eyes

I've recorded my world in your name

For the first time in my life you came

My eyes were wet while laughing

Nothing in my hand ; me empty & lonely

Your entity you know essential to me

My palm lines aren't perfect though

It is clear you've accepted me as I am

There was loneliness in my heart and

In your presence I feel heavenly bliss .

©®Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai @India.

UNDER AN ILLUSION !

I can't understand pain of my heart

It's already covered under an illusion

You can hardly ever see ,think or know

Lost its way, a great fool the heart is

Flying on the wings of dark clouds

It's going where it's not meant to be

Lost in the path it can conquer all odds

And breakthrough all the castles of life

It tosses the heart around now and then

It does accept every grief with a smile

For an illusion is my heart and it's a fool.

©®Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai @India.

০৭:১৬ পিএম, ৯ মে ২০২৪ বৃহস্পতিবার

Poem - Life still flows in me

Life still flows in me

Hamid Nazarkhah Alisaraei

A house is collapsing in me

When my childhood photo frame

I see it hanging on the wall of a collapsed house.

Still with my small hands

At the time of writing the poem

I tune the time bombs.

A land is born in me

that fetuses are poets

Poets like a red flower

Life still flows in me

When a piece of my face is still under the rubble.

I can still look at the journalists' cameras

And to smile at the people of the world.

Biography:

Hamid NazarkhahAlisaraei (Adonis Dodestani), poet, writer, storyteller, journalist, popular culture researcher, was born in 1978 in Kuchesfahan city. After obtaining a diploma in the field of cultural affairs management, he succeeded in obtaining a bachelor's degree.

He was a member of the founding committee and responsible for Kochesfahan poetry and literature association from 2002 to 2007. He is also the founder and head of the "Kochesfahan" group from 2011 to the present day. Nazarkhah has officially started his press activity since 2005 with local newspapers in northern Iran, Gilan. During his student days, he printed and published the magazine “Bloom” in both Gilaki and persian languages as the license and responsible manager. He is now the head of Gil Kochesfahan Institute of Culture.

Nazarkhah published his first poetry book in 2018 in Gilaki language with Persian translation under the title “Wind Lullaby” by Gil and Dilam publishing houses.

In 2021, Nazarkhah was the organizer and secretary of the first edition of the National Short Story Festival (Alisaraei Award) in both free and special sections with the topic of Coronavirus (Covid 2019).

He was the head of the jury of the second international competition "Literary Asia" of Kazakhstan and Egypt in Iran in 2023, winner of the "Lucius Aeneus Seneca" international contemporary literature prize from the Academy of Philosophical Arts and Sciences in Italy in 2023.

He received the national award and certificate of honor from the "Tokyo Mengua Literary Ceremony" from the "Chinese Literature Magazine" in 2023.

He is honorary member of the "Associate Professor" of the International Academy of Ethics in India by Dr. Jarnail Singh Anand, poet, world famous writer and president of the International Academy of Ethics in 2023.

He received the diploma of honor and gold medal of Sultan Babyars in the international literary competition "Literary Asia 2023" in Kazakhstan by Bakhit Rostamov, the head of the second international competition of Literary Asia Kazakhstan.

He is member of the BRICS high-level expert council (culture and traditions of BRICS countries) in 2024

He is the head of the jury (Persian and Gilaki language section) of the third international competition "Literary Asia 2024" Kazakhstan in Iran

His poems and writings are printed and published in written and electronic publications in Iran and other countries in Gilaki, Persian, Albanian, Chinese, Korean, Italian, Spanish, Russian, Serbian, Arabic, Bosnian and English languages.

১২:১৮ পিএম, ৯ মে ২০২৪ বৃহস্পতিবার

Poem - Love Is Not Tired

Love Is Not Tired

Sufi Saki Jahangir

Bangladesh

Elegance of Love nice on Tie of Love

Flame of Love burns on Ocean of Love.

The flow of love is upward

The lover's gaze is downward.

There is no lamentation in love

Exuberance of Love creat on Amorous talk.

Combustion and burning

Even then, the garland around the neck.

'Tomorrow' passes in the blink of an eye

Not noticed by Saki, morning and afternoon.

It does not mean custom, Nectar of Love irregularity

Love is not tired, that is the rule.

Saki full of Love, Courting for Love

Singing Love song,Longing for Love

Tears of Love for Loving embrace

But Sorry! for Love-lorn, Softened with Love.

Biography:

M A Zaman Ahasanuzzaman is a Knight of peace Royal Ambassador and KRMB

Founder President. He also founder of World Spiritual Humanity Peace And Literary Association

[WSHPLA ].

He is also honoured by International and Arab World accredited and affiliated Global Located Humanitarian Literature Group.

He owns Teacher of Tassawof

Word Record Diploma (1505 No),

Knight of Peace Awarded from F.I.D.E.P.A Australia.

He is a Public Figure appritiated from KRMB Indonesis, Member of UN and Professor and Doctor Certified by UN no.12067053.

He is ppointed as a coordinator IOUNV, Bangladesh and

Appointed Vice President of Nelson Mandela Foundation Bangladesh.

His written litterature is translated in Fourteen languages by a honorable poets from Europe, Asia,and Middle East.

His so Many topics have been published from World Magazine in Various Countries.

He owns written twelve books, Published Four self and jointly seven.

There are his unpublished Eight books including English and Urdu philosophical.

He has a Spiritual Complex, named Goldasharif Complex at Bangladesh and a Mosque, Orphanage, Personal Public Library , WSHPLA office for humanitarian regular prectice.

He goes ten times at Macca and Madina and he visits eight times in Greater India's many Province.

Moto: No discrimination, human rights and justice access, loving man and honouring lovers. Moto of his journey is with spiritual Infinity.

০৮:১৪ পিএম, ৮ মে ২০২৪ বুধবার

Short story: The Yellow Ipe Tree

Dias Campos (Brazil)

Minervino lived with his wife and three children on a farm. They grew corn, cassava, and whatever else the market demanded. This was their livelihood.

After a long time, the farmer managed to buy an old tractor and basic implements, which would reduce the effort they put into farming.

The anticipation for the debut of the hulking machine was immense. As it became the main topic of conversation in their lives, they even placed bets on how many days it would take to complete the planting.

However, in the middle of the field stood a gigantic, century-old yellow ipe tree. Up until then, the tree had only provided benefits—offering shade to ease the heat for anyone seeking refuge, and with its blooms, uplifting the spirits of all who gazed upon it.

On the night before planting was to begin, the farmer thought it best to cut down the ipe, as this would make the tractor's work easier, increase the field's productivity, and thus bring more money into the household.

He shared his idea with the family, but did not receive the expected encouragement.

The next day, upon opening the door, Minervino gazed at the tree. And since it was mid-September, all the flowers were in full bloom.

The sight filled his eyes with wonder!... And the ipe tree thanked him with its shade.

Biography: Dias Campos is a novelist, short story writer, and essayist. Among his various accolades, he holds an honorary doctorate in Literature from the Brazilian Federation of Academicians in Sciences, Letters, and Arts (FEBACLA); an honorary doctorate in Humanities from the World Organization of Human Rights Defenders (OMDDH); and is an Ambassador of Peace by the OMDDH, FEBACLA, and the Global Writers Academy (GWA). He is also recognized as Ambassador of Literature by the Brazilian Court of Letters, Arts, and Sciences (COBLAC); as Ambassadeur Honneur et Reconnaissance aux Femmes et Hommes de Valeur by the Académie Française des Arts Lettres et Culture (LAFALC); and as Embajador Mundial Literario by La Voz de tus Escritos. He has won numerous literary awards, is a member of various literary academies, and is a columnist and contributor to several literary magazines, newspapers, and blogs.

০৯:১০ পিএম, ৭ মে ২০২৪ মঙ্গলবার

Poem - Signature

Signature

Dr. Gazi Abdulla-hel Baqui

Who is in search of mystery?

Possibly someone cancels response.

None is perturbed, many indifferent.

The world goes on, putting Signatures.

A soul –half insane and half sane –

Comes running and says, reply is there.

The true mystery like me you can experience

Behold around you –

The world is full of signatures.

Signature! What’s up!

This mystery pours more content into itself.

More and more declarations.

A happy announcement, Oh! He wins polls.

Also, her signature wins,

Now signature sits on the peak,

What happens, time rolls on,

Signature is put inside the bars,

What a lurid phenomenon!

Signatures have innumerable gestures.

Signatures smell ancient blood,

A lot fled through the sly holes, illegible corridors –

Content and discontent overflood the hearts,

A gust of wind has blown away the rest amount of smell.

Heaps of ruins, secret plots and other intents,

nameless and numberless,

Signatures perform lots of works –

Comfortable pens without thoughts.

Signatures really contain sane-insane souls

with which the world goes on.

No more search is on, all get stopped

Signature stands erect as a historical mystery.

From behind someone whispers

‘Quest is endless; signature has already been penned through.’

Dr. Gazi Abdulla-hel Baqui, poet, writer, translator, and a university professor, has already authored twenty seven books and a great number of his poems, (many haiku and rubaiyat), articles and stories have been published in different Newspapers, Magazines, Journals, Periodicals etc. . Besides being awarded internationally for his poetic accomplishments, he has many a time been honored by different organizations of Bangladesh for his contribution to literature, education and research. A solo cassette album of his eleven poems called `Visions’ and his poems in some anthologies have been published by The National Library of Poetry, Maryland. Poems are published by Oddball Magazine, English Teaching Forum, Poetry.com etc. His prize-winning poems on `Peace’ have been published in Official Catalogues by Cultura-e-Societa, Torino, Italy. His poems generally deal with peace and patriotism, eternal problems and lasting human conviction.

০৮:৫০ পিএম, ৭ মে ২০২৪ মঙ্গলবার

Poem - Narcissus & Jasmine Orchard

Narcissus & Jasmine Orchard

Abdallah Gasmi

Alone with the night, I embark a cloud of wild violet

My father, who rode the bronze horse of death, left me

For the cotton stones and snowy mountains

I crawl between crowds of hungry people

Like a weak mist, I encircle the roads and cry at night on my mother's chest

No wave in my hand

In my palm hand, a sad willow tree grew

Alone with the night, I embark a cloud of wild violet

O’ Bulbul that got drenched in the moonlight go and fly away

Out of my hands, a storm of orange suns blows

My eyes are two boats wandering in the ocean

My heart is a cold winter

I used to flow with the pain between the letters and walk to the sea

I walk and jasmine grows vigorously between my steps

The streets are crowded with lovers' sighs

O my beloved woman! Let me grow inside of you as a wild herb

Let me harvest the wheat from your breasts

When the winter comes, I used to take my words to the bar and get drunk from drinking pain

When I get back to my office, the letters used to whip me

And the words turned into gallows and the odes into orchards of slat

When the spring comes, I used to accompany my pen to the old cottages

And get drunk from drinking pain

When I go back home, the odes used to whip me because I took off my virgin dress

When summer comes, I used to look for an orphaned rain between my beloved’s breasts

When autumn comes, the blood becomes yellow between my lips

And the shadow of a God inside me rises so that I may to be sweeter than sugar

My body is a cold lake and my soul trembles like a bare willow tree

Uproot the rock out of my ribs!

Put your perfume in the swamp of memory!

Bathe in the cavities of heart and construct churches and then pray on the dream carpet as a nun

Play a wild tune

My eyes are two roses of pearls

My fingers are flocks of wild gazelles running between tragedies

My body is a forest of mist

Like a breeze scented with joy, light the walls of my realm

Let millions of suns erupt from my stars and dance your favorite dance

So that the bare trees inside me may come to leaf

Biography of Abdallah Gasmi:

He was born in Beni Khalad, governorate of Nabeul, Tunisia, on 21 September 1967

The demise of his primary education at the Manzal Bouzalfa and secondary Suleiman

And higher in the Faculty of Arts in Manouba, including obtaining a professorship in the Arabic language and literature and then a master and get a master's specialist in Islamic philosophy

He is a senior professor at the Tunisian secondary institutes

He holds many responsibilities in a number of associations

He was a member of the governing body of the Tunisian Writers Union in charge of branches and clubs and resigned in 2013

Secretary General of the General Union of Tunis Writers

Prsedent of the assiociation salon culurel creative vision

Holds the key to the Algerian city of Batna on the occasion of the fiftieth independence of Algeria

He was responsible for the general secretary of the Tunisian Writers Union branch in Nabeul before he resigned

Member of the Arab Internet Writers Union

He is the owner of the Tunisian newspaper Al Diar and is currently its editor

He is currently working on Mediterranean Radio Tunisia

Poetry Books:

- Travel in language classes

Times of color and body

Light ports

- Cities of grief

Narcissus and Jasmine Orchard

Arabic poet hallucinations

Tunisian Odyssey

- Has a critical book entitled "Rhetoric of the linguistic object"

One of the most prominent monetary studies published in the Arab periodicals

The Rhetoric of the Visual Object "A Theoretical Approach to the Study of Visual Distribution in Modern Poetry"

- Expressive and psychological dimension of rhythm in modern poetry

- Tunisia a century of poetry: Chebbi is not an orphan and in the forest other trees

Towards reviewing the rhythmic theory of Arabic poetry

- In defense of modernity and prose poem

Readings for some books in Tunisian poetry

Published many intellectual articles in a number of newspapers and Arab sites in Tunisia and the Arab world of the most prominent articles

- How to cry the demise of my people

- And some other poetic manuscripts

His play entitled "Whirlpool" represented by the Algerian artist Sonia and directed by Iraqi director "Salam al-Sukr" and won many awards

His second play is "Pimp"

Prepared a global encyclopedia of poetry entitled "Jasmine collars and love"

He supervised many literary clubs and he supervised the poetry club of the Union of Tunisian Writers and the literary club of Suleiman.

He published many poems and literary articles in a number of Tunisian and Arab newspapers

He has hundreds of poems, texts and articles published on the Internet all over the world

Member of the most famous literary and cultural forums of Arab and international

- Some of his works were translated into several foreign languages such as Romanian and English

Honored by the number of cultural and national events, the most important of which was awarded to the key to the city of Batna, capital of the Aures in Algeria

He prepared a number of international ontologies of poetry, including:

Jasmine and Love Collars (Published)

Antology of Tunisian Poetry and Serbian Poetry (published)

Antology of Tunisian Poetry and Italian Poetry (published)

Antology of Tunisian Poetry and Greek Poetry (in press)

The Anthology of Tunisian Poetry and the Poetry of Montenegro (pending publication)

The Anthology of European Poets (pending publication)

Anthology of African poetry and European poetry (pending publication)

Poets of the Balkans (pending publication)

Translated into Arabic and French by thousands of poems on its website specialized in international poetry:

http://thejasmincollors.com/

He won many international awards in Jordan, Algeria, Serbia, Greece and Italy

Honored in a number of countries

He is a human rights activist, and he is a member of the executive office of an international human rights observatory

A list of some of my books

Travel in language classes: Tunisia 2004

Times of color and body: Tunisia 2005

Ports of Light: Tunisia 2008

Cities of grief: Tunisia 2010

The hallucinations of an Arab poet: Tunisia 2012

The play "The Whirlpool": Tunisia 2013

The Garden of Narcissus and Jasmine (4 collections of poetry): Aston House 2014

The Kadra novel: Tunisia 2016

Tunisian Odyssey: 2017

Clusters of dream, love and pain: 2019

More dream, less pain: 2020

Rhetoric of the Linguistic Object: 2019

Bouquets of roses and jasmine: (Arabic and Serbian): 2019

On the same sea: (Arabic and Italian): 2019

The Tunisian Greek Odyssey: (Arabic and Greek) 2020

In the desert rose fires (Serbian) 2021

European women poets: (published on Amazon and Candle): 2019

Harbor of love 1: (Published on Amazon and Candle) 2020

Harbor of love 2: (Published on Amazon and Candle) 2021

Rhythms of Samba and Malouf: (a joint book with the Brazilian poet Machado in Arabic and Portuguese) 2021

Jasmine and love collars: Tunisia 2019

A travel in all language classes (poetry anthology in 8 languages): (Amazon and Candle) 2021

The light of love and pain (an anthology of poetry in the Serbian language): Serbia 2021

The Garden of Narcissus and Jasmine (4 collections of poetry): published in English in European countries "2022

Love Gift: India 2021

My friends: Greece 2021

Tunisian Odyssey: Europe 2022 (in press, it will be distributed in 6 countries)

Candles of Hope: The Global Anthology of a Thousand Poets (10 Parts): 2021

100 roses for 100 friends: (Ready to be published on Amazon soon): 2022

Poets for Peace (published the first part on Amazon and Kandel) 2022

A poem with 50 tongues: (It is a poem of mine that has been translated in 56 languages and published in more than 40 periodicals around the world): ready for publication on Amazon and Candle 2022

Roses from the banks of the Danube 2021

The Epic of Gilgamesh the Tunisian: Coming soon to print

The hallucinations of a world poet: (poetry collection) ready for printing 2022

Jasmine scent: Croatia 2022

Towards a review of the rhythmic theory of Arabic poetry: (a critical book ready for printing) 2021

This is not all of my books, but there is a lot in common: as the book Women, which I co-authored with the Indian poet and doctor Murphy Roshan and published 6 parts of it

Of course, in addition to my particip

ation in more than 76 poetic anthologies in most countries of the world, in addition to the books of global poetic elites, which exceeded 17 books

০৯:৩৭ এএম, ৪ মে ২০২৪ শনিবার

Poem - Barn of Experiences

Barn of Experiences

Sibela Bala

This life is so beautiful

Just as short

For people who keep memories

In soul and heart

It is a balanced beacon

Neither off nor on

Barn of memories

In the old time house

From the ego of a scared look,,

Source of equipment

It is covered by a barn and a shed

Diaries of the Blind Muse

Source squeezed into boredom and much

In the old diary as well as today

Source of life that everyone loves

The experiences of life's challenges

Sometimes they hum like a melody

Sometimes they get lost in the desert

Barnyards of hurt memories

That rock like a child in a cradle,,

The long-suffering marathon over time

A million times the sky filled with curves

Old stories and time always reveal

That sample said the heavy word

We keep the wise word as a principle

I broke the bonds of time

As barns in the longest memory

As a wave of life and as a confrontation

All the wounds healed little by little

But very little recovery

Barn of experiences on the way,,

Time remained the same

People changed their mind about the face altogether

As it used to be, even the sun is not warming anymore

They advertised the lost voice

Like a raven song from the heavens

The experiences touched your unhealed wounds

All mankind in this life

Storage barns like in the Middle Ages

That leaves behind the desolate tear

The silent muse like the sunless day

Not paying any bequest,,

I tore off some of the shards of experience

I stamped the description

Hardworking as always

I filled a journal before the weather

That has torn my soul apart in silence

They caught my eye like many autumn leaves

A barn of emotions, willy-nilly

From this short raining world,,

Biography:

The author Sibela Bala, born in Albania, completed her studies in Albania, then took her journey to immigrate for a better and more stable living income, but she never gave up literature. which I have a passion for since birth, where later even at school, dignity was extended in every parameter of time,,

০৯:০৮ এএম, ৪ মে ২০২৪ শনিবার

Walk in the way of justice

Amb Dr.Prodip Halder

Bangladesh

The burden of sin in lying

Great sins will be saved,

If you build a life with lies

You will only get cursed.

If you go on the right way

discount lie way,

Don't be on the wrong way

Take that oath.

A liar is for his own sake

doing bad things,

They harm the next

Shame on them.

Robbed in a dishonest way

build a mountain of wealth,

In the hands of evil people

They die for nothing.

Lying is a great sin

How many are wise and virtuous,

If you build your life on the right way

You will win.

If you go on the wrong way

On the Day of Resurrection,

You will see at the end of life

You will not receive the blessings of the Lord.

Biography of the poet:-

Poet Pradeep Halder was born in Ahuti Batra village of Agailjhara Police Station, Barisal District, Bangladesh. His father's name is Shri Mrinal Kanti Halder and mother Shobha Rani Halder's first son. He obtained his Bachelor's degree from Chittagong Medical University (Faculty of Medicine) and MPH Preventive Dentistry degree from University of South Asia (USA) Dhaka. The poet has so far published 16 collective poetry books and three solo poetry books. Among the published poetry books of the poet are * Kabir Kabya Katha * The best child of time (written about Bangabandhu) * The emerging poet of Gram Bangla * Unaware of the mind, * The emerging poet star * Aching heart * Sweet morning, last hour of waiting etc. The poet has received honorary doctorates from various universities for writing.

Poet's writings are published in various magazines around the world.

০৫:৫৫ পিএম, ৩ মে ২০২৪ শুক্রবার

কবিতা - সমাজের রোজনামচা

কবি পরিচিতি: বহুমুখী প্রতিভার অধিকারী কবি, গীতিকার, অথর, শিক্ষাবিদ ও গবেষক প্রফেসর ড. মোস্তফা দুলাল বাংলাদেশের দিনাজপুর সদর উপজেলার যোগীবাড়ি নিবাসী মনির উদ্দীন ও রাবেয়া বেগম এর জ্যেষ্ঠ সন্তান। তিনি ০১-১২-১৯৫৭ খ্রি. বাংলাদেশের দিনাজপুরে জন্মগ্রহণ করেন এবং চেরাডাঙ্গী স্কুল, কেবিএম কলেজ, দিনাজপুর ও রাজশাহী বিশ্ববিদ্যালয় লেখাপড়া করেন। অতঃপর ২০০২ সালে প্রাণিবিদ্যা বিভাগ, ঢাকা বিশ্ববিদ্যালয় থেকে পিএইচ.ডি. ডিগ্রি অর্জন করেন।

তিনি শিক্ষা ক্যাডারের কর্মকর্তা হিসেবে ৩৫ বছর অধ্যাপনা করেন এবং সরকারি তিতুমীর বিশ্ববিদ্যালয় কলেজ, ঢাকা থেকে বিভাগীয় প্রধানের দায়িত্ব পালন শেষে অবসর গ্রহণ করেন। তাঁর লেখা ইন্টারমিডিয়েট, অনার্স ও মাস্টার্স কোর্সের প্রাণিবিদ্যা বিষয়ের চৌদ্দ (১৪) টি টেক্সট বই (পাঠ্য বই) এবং তিনটি একক সৃজনশীল গ্রন্থ জ্যোতির্ময় একুশ, মোস্তফা গীতি ও রুবাইয়াত -ই- মোস্তফা দুলাল (বাংলা ও ইংরেজি ভাবানুবাদ সহ) প্রকাশিত হয়। তাছাড়াও প্রকাশিত হয়েছে যৌথ কাব্যগ্রন্থ স্বপ্নের ভেলা তৃতীয় ও চতুর্থ সংখ্যা, চেতনার উন্মেষ, অভিযাত্রিক, সপ্ত বর্ণ ও নবারুণ। এছাড়াও তাঁর উপন্যাস, কাব্য, রুবাইয়াত ও ভ্রমণ কাহিনী সহ ছয়টি সৃজনশীল গ্রন্থ প্রকাশের অপেক্ষায় রয়েছে। তিনি সাহিত্য, শিক্ষা ও প্রাণিবিজ্ঞানে অবদানের স্বীকৃতি স্বরূপ দেশ-বিদেশের বিভিন্ন প্রতিষ্ঠান থেকে ১২ টি সম্মাননা অ্যাওয়ার্ড পেয়েছেন। উল্লেখ্য যে তিনি ২০১৩ সালে বাংলাদেশ প্রাণিবিজ্ঞান সোসাইটি থেকে "শ্রেষ্ঠ শিক্ষক" কলেজ প্রাণিবিদ্যা বাংলাদেশ অ্যাওয়ার্ড এ ভূষিত হন।

কবি মূলত মানবতাবোধ, জীবনবোধ, স্বদেশ প্রেম, মানব প্রেম, ভাষার প্রতি অনুরাগ ও মানবের মাঝে প্রীতির বন্ধন সৃষ্টির লক্ষ্যে কাব্য সাহিত্য রচনা ও চর্চা করেন।

তিনি বঙ্গবন্ধু ওয়েলফেয়ার ফাউন্ডেশন এর প্রতিষ্ঠাতা ও প্রধান সমন্বয়ক, অনুপ্রাস জাতীয় কবি সংগঠনের সহ-সভাপতি ও প্রেসিডিয়ামের সদস্য সহ বিভিন্ন সাহিত্য সংস্কৃতি ও সামাজিক সংগঠনের সাথে সম্পৃক্ত আছেন।

কবিতা - সমাজের রোজনামচা

প্রফেসর ড. মোস্তফা দুলাল

উজান গাঙে বাইলে খেয়া

ছিঁড়ে ফেলে পাল,

সফল হতে চাইলে পরে

ভেঙে ফেলে হাল।

পেছন দিকে টেনে বৈঠা

করে গালাগাল,

সমাজ তরির কালো রূপটা

থাকে চিরকাল।

বিনয়ী হলে ভাবে দুর্বল

পায়ের নিচে ঠাঁই,

সমাজ সংসার নির্মাণে তার

কোনো মূল্য নাই।

সৎ সততার ধরলে হাতল

বোকা খেতাব পায়,

সঠিক উক্তি করলে পরে

ধৃষ্ট হয়ে যায়।

ভদ্র হলে ভাবে সবাই

ভীতুর একটা ডিম,

নারী মানে সঙের সাথী

পুরুষ হলো ভীম।

নারীর কল্যাণ করতে চাইলে

মিথ্যা বদনাম হয়,

স্বাবলম্বী নারী সমাজ

সবার কাম্য নয়।

নারী রবে ঘোমটার তলে

সমাজে তা চায়,

পীড়ন যত সহ্য করে

সংসার ঠেলে যায়।

রুইকাতল আর শিয়াল মামার

ধরলে কোন ভুল,

শত্রুতার জের ডুবায় নৌকা

পাবেনা আর কূল।

সুশীল শিক্ষায় বাজলে পরে

মানবতার বিন,

হায়না হাঙর হারিয়ে যায়

আসে শুভ্র দিন।

ধরায় তবে বাজে বিজ্ঞান

শান্তি সাম্যের সুর,

সমাজের চোখ উন্মুক্ত হয়

বৈষম্য হয় দূর।

কপিরাইট আইনের সর্বস্বত্ব লেখক কর্তৃক সংরক্ষিত।

প্রফেসর বাড়ি, মধ্যবাড্ডা, বাড্ডা, ঢাকা, বাংলাদেশ।

০৫:৪৬ পিএম, ৩ মে ২০২৪ শুক্রবার

My Poem

Zezabek Marhmark

My name I bring with me,

Whenever I go I will not worry,

Just enjoy nature's beauty,

And every culture, tradition and

Artifacts I will study ,which I

encounter during my journey.

It's always my behavior

Searching things that will lead to our culture

Like having fun studying literature

Just to satisfy my eagerness of seeing

Rare thing on the way of my journey then.

Cause I believe life is short so we should live healthy.

Zezabek MarhMark is a poet from the land of many Island -Philippines. She worked as a data encoder in a big company,

she resigned for some important reason.

Since high school she loves writing poem,

She knows it will bring her to know different cultures and traditions. Now she fucoses on fb forming a group, staying alone away

from friends and family.She loves to travel

and to look for artifacts, that will lead her

to know different cultures and traditions

of the country where she goes and visits.

০৭:৩৮ পিএম, ২ মে ২০২৪ বৃহস্পতিবার

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