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Poem

The Heaven and The Hell

Sheikh Fazlul Karim



Who says heaven and hell

are far away?

Both heaven and hell, pious and devil

exist among human beings.



Being goaded by infatuation,

when our conscience ceased to function,

we have to be burnt by the hell-fire

of self-remorse.



When we get together

in the sacred bond of love and friendship,

the heaven comes before us

at our humble house.

Translated by M. Mizanur Rahman



Go with the wind

M. Mizanur Rahman



What's in your mind nobody knows.

Sometimes it becomes cold, sometimes hot.

Go with the wind, everywhere it blows

Know everywhere every people of any sort.



The colour of mind seems to be black or red.

You can read it from one's face.

Does it reflect like a shade?



That's creating agony in human race?





My dearest village

A.S.M Babor Ali



Oh my friend

Will you go to my village

Where Water-Lily dances upon the

Water of the tank

Trees ordained with

Beautiful coloured flowers

Grass hoppers play on the grass

Everyone is awaken on hearing the

Twittering songs of

The little birds.

My mother and aunt prepare

Various kinds of cakes in the winter.

Dew drops

On the grass blades

In the autumn

Smell of ripe paddy

Touches my heart

In the rainy season

Bees, bullerfles

And various flowers

Make the environment majestic.



Friend, oh my friend

Will you go there?

Will you go to

My dearest village?

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