Biography of Asif Andalib
I was born on 27 November in 1967 at Moez Monzil, Komlapur, Faridpur of Bangladesh. I write poems and lyrics both in English and Bengali. I prefer Free Verse, Rhyme, Mono Rhyme and Haiku to other forms of poetry.
I was literature editor of a cultural organization “Oniketh” (which means Homeless) . Later I served as its general secretary. I worked in a private company “Macro International Limited” situated at Dhaka, Bangladesh as business coordinator for more than a decade. Now I spend most of times writing poetry.
Sometimes I emphasize on the message, not on the structure, meter and rhythm of the poems. I write poems especially to deliver messages be it like a thesis.
Asif Andalib's Works:
Asif Andalib Poems
Karma Theory Of Islam
God has written down in brief Our endless life story That is being played On the seven-storied stage of sky!
A Bed Of Thorn
Baby my life is like a bed of thorn If I had a choice I would not be born. Oh my love is like a bad heartache
My First Love
I have cut off at least a thousand heads of Hydra But I am still fighting with it I wish I were Hercules
A Gift From God
I am in love with you right from the start Flood of love has inundated my heart!
Good And Bad
Good are the things That are proved to be helpful Bad are the things That are proved to be harmful
If you look at something From all points of view You will know the truth About the thing.
Plants, Insects And Animals
Plants, insects and animals Are many times more intelligent Than most of the people think!
A Lonely Man's Monologue
So many false hopes like the stars of a moonless night Show me the way to survive in this dreary life I bury so many dreams like a grave digger And give birth to new ones like a queen bee
God, Mary And Jesus
Can a good person give his lover grief If he himself possesses all the powers? Can a good person make his lover mortal If he himself is immortal?
Rosary Of Love
Write my name in your heart with ink of love Make your mind a mosque when my life turns tough Keep my videos in your brain's hard disk
God And Prophet Muhammad
Alas! There’s no one better than God And He is cruel somewhat God feels lonely Although He has so many friends
Love Is Precious Than Money
Open your heart's door baby Read my mind recognize me Please don't say no; let it be You won't regret I am he
Resurrection Versus Reincarnation
Why things are created? What is God’s purpose? Once upon a time only God existed. If all creations extinct in God it will make no difference.
O Love Love Love Love Love Love Love
O love love love love love love love Makes me so glad baby makes me so sad O love love love love love love love Makes me so good baby makes me so bad
Why Have We Met
Why have we met so late, O baby
As if our hands and legs are now tied up
So our minds have got nothing to do but weep daily!
If we never ever met, my love
We would have a consolation at least!
The people are speaking ill of us so much
But we can’t help staring at each other