Kazi Nazrul Islam
Kazi Nazrul Islam Poems
|241.||Tumi Aghat Diye Mon Ferabe Ei Ki Tomar Asha||5/29/2012|
|242.||Tumi Ki Dokkhina Pabon||5/29/2012|
|243.||Tumi Onek Dile Khoda, Dile Niyamot||5/30/2012|
|244.||Uthuk Tufan Pap-Doriyay||5/30/2012|
|248.||We Are The People Who Once Sacrificed Their Lives||5/30/2012|
|250.||What A Fire||5/30/2012|
|251.||What Sweet Wine Is This||5/30/2012|
|252.||Where Is The Peacock's Throne||5/30/2012|
|253.||Where Was I||5/30/2012|
|254.||Who Walked Out||5/30/2012|
|255.||Why Did You Wake My Dear||5/30/2012|
|257.||With Islam As The Merchandise||5/30/2012|
|258.||With The Late Monsoon's Light Clouds||5/30/2012|
|260.||You Are Always In My Thoughts||5/30/2012|
|261.||You Are My Half Moon||5/30/2012|
|262.||You Are So Handsome||5/30/2012|
|263.||You Blessed Child Are Playing||5/30/2012|
|264.||You Burn Me In The Sorrow's Fire||5/30/2012|
I sing the song
In my view gender difference
is essentially a triviality.
Everything that is great in the world,
all the works, beneficial and good,
half must be credited to woman,
and to man half only we should.
All the vice or bad in the world,
and the pain or flowing tear,
for half, man should be blamed,
the other half only woman should bear.
Who belittles you as woman,
connecting you to Hell's flame?
Tell him that for the first ever sin
not woman, but man must carry the blame.
Or, it may be that sin or Satan
A Belated Call
Him whom I could not then love much
Why do I now remember thus at this late
hour, a Mother?
Today I remember every night he lulled
me to sleep by kissing my eves,
Kisses followed kisses breaking my
early dawn sleep under their heavy load.
I felt then much distressed