Mamunur Rahman

Mamunur Rahman Poems

Wait a minute, then go away, far away from your shadow,
In the eyes of a silver dream,
I will not tell you anything; What I never said,
There is nothing to be gained or not to be proud of;
...

Wandering from sky to sky in nature,
Deep inside the white clouds, the green plants are piercing
Waking up to your soft, gentle softness,
White clear, red sky,
...

Growing clouds, fog, light and blossom flowers
To sow; You are setting foot on common river
There is no dream today, but the dew point, nature
Today, the long wait for rivers and turbid waters to end,
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I'm the toughest substance on earth,
So, I did not love little in the day of deep sadness;
My relation to the pure, the pure,
the acid, and the gentle in the evening,
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My first lover;
After seeing that, there is no other beauty
Can't have That was the melting snow, the dream of blue
clouds,
...

Come, however, deep into my heart, the everlasting autum
In a blue cloud green plant, a soft tone floating
Come deeper into the heart,
In the primordial ecstasy of life, in the greenery,
...

In the heart of the heart, touching the deepest,
No word, all are free and unfathomable
In human relations and associations; Love, affection, love, affection,
Where nothing is longer; My appreciation, fans
...

What happened in the middle of the anxious heart?
the darkness darks? On a wonderful day,
What happiness and unhappiness gathers in the chest, brilliant?
Fold like rose petals, Not fixed anywhere, my body is defective,
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On the evening of autumn, I gently pulled the chest deep;
With my arms wrapped around my body, my body trembles;
The deep and silent love I have, the memory of dropping tears
Tearful and unshakable love, lost pride shine
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Suck all the trouble spots, raise the lips, get closer,
Slow, tender blood and heart trembled, blood vessels
I give it to your lips; Green grass and soft sea breeze;
In my deepest heart the soft sleepless shawl, all the clouds of pain
...

I don't know how far I have to go,
The destination is not mine, yet I keep thinking of myself;
All those paths, where the footprints belong to the ancestors,
No one has ever witnessed an appearance, yet
...

All my troubles are in deep darkness,
Yet they could not bury it in the clouds, in the blue forests,
Being stable, persistent can lead to something bigger,
Unable to remain steadfast, unwavering in your red light,
...

The melody comes with deep music in the heart of the tune
In the black color of life;
In my heart,
Deep in the body,
...

Everything is fine with me, my day,
Whiteness, acidity,
Dew, clouds, rain, fog,
Fluting river, evening, Padma, honeymoon,
...

My hand is so big now, in the cloud, in the light of wonder,
He wants to catch something like that, in the green forests, in the red forests, Rain drops I know my hand will hold you in your arms;
The light will fade darkly in the yellow forest;
Memories and memories are gone.
...

16.

Sometimes in the early morning, sleep wakes up in a silver lining,
Looking up to the sky, to the beat of the heart, to the faint clouds,
We have a dream of something new,
the catch is my being in the silence of silence,
...

I have heard a lot of music and painful melodies in the realm of music;
Which is not yours That tune in my childhood
You played, which still is today
The echoes are deep in the unity of the heart.
...

To my surprise, the light shines in the sky
The scattered light of the moon;
The garden comes in the light of the moon
The old town of Allegheny,
...

I am nothing; Today, all the relations of the heart
are natural and lively
Cedar forest and high red hills.
The human form has been transformed
...

We are good, like us, in private.
I shook my body with two arms, shook my body in darkness.
Deep kiss as well as deep kissing; Our grasshopper r
The river flows in the wind of autumn
...

Mamunur Rahman Biography

Mamunur Rahman. Poet, essayist, literary critic. Born 15 Falgun 1388 Bangla: February 27,1982, Narail Khan, Kashiani Police Station in Gopalganj District at Bangladesh. Masters of Business from Dhaka College. Attracted to Bengali literature, while studying in high school from there, bangle literature's main story, novel, drama, essay, poetry, translation literature, criticism and poetry. Bangle literature has been associated with itself for more than a decade. That is the reason for the beauty of Bengali poetry. Poetry and other literature were written slowly. Bangladeshi's poetry has been published in the 'Arts and Literature' category. His writings are based on the art and literature of Bangladesh which is the largest magazine ‘Kali O Kolom' the biggest portal of poetry is written in 'Bangle Poetry' regularly. In addition to 'Poemhunter.com' includes the largest portraiture of France poems. In recent times, he has created his own blog, mamunurrahman71.blogspot.com, all his own poems and articles. His other written side is https: /bengali.pratilipi.com/user/mamunur-ra... Now in this time his published 10 number of Books.)

The Best Poem Of Mamunur Rahman

Wait A Minute, Then Leave

Wait a minute, then go away, far away from your shadow,
In the eyes of a silver dream,
I will not tell you anything; What I never said,
There is nothing to be gained or not to be proud of;
Where there may be a blue mark of broken human relationship
In the shadow of the sea, inside the moonlight,
the solid form is mixed with the frost of blood
All my consciousness flew in the air of Ashwin towards his own goal,
In the dewy water, silent to the touch, all of the heart falls
On the lips of privacy; To the tune of the fingers
cut off in the blind and nocturnal corners,
In the blossoming soft storm, in the scattered luminous amal light;
Let the aesthetics be touched by the dew drops on the beautiful lips,

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