Musfiq us shaleheen

Veteran Poet - 1,092 Points (31st, December,1970 / Khulna, Bangladesh)

Musfiq us shaleheen Poems

1. Any Yellow Day When Red Flamboyant Will Be Bloomed -new- 4/27/2015
2. Life Can Be 12/11/2014
3. Handed Over Love Forever 12/11/2014
4. My Poetry 12/27/2014
5. Merry Christmas 12/27/2014
6. Thousands Of Dreams And A Lost Love 12/27/2014
7. Footprint 1/1/2015
8. Cut Into Pieces 1/5/2015
9. Not An One Of The Far 1/5/2015
10. The Language Of Birds 3/25/2015
11. *weird One Wrapped In Mystery* 3/25/2015
12. Purples Are Deep Divine 4/1/2015
13. April -new- 4/15/2015
14. বৈশাখ -new- 4/15/2015
15. As The Juice Of The Fruits -new- 4/20/2015
16. *waves Seemed To Push My Feet Again* -new- 4/22/2015
17. Strong Wind Of Strangers -new- 4/22/2015
18. Prisoner -new- 4/23/2015
19. Sign Of Sigh -new- 4/24/2015
20. Sleep Apart 6/21/2014
21. I Lost The Way 6/22/2014
22. Little Bit Invisible 7/19/2014
23. Words Chosen For Love 7/21/2014
24. Life Love And Beyond 8/3/2014
25. The Dark Flees 8/5/2014
26. Perfection 8/11/2014
27. Dreams Flew Away 8/14/2014
28. Pearl Dew 8/15/2014
29. Without Living Mine 8/15/2014
30. Poem Of Pain 8/15/2014
31. Choice 8/15/2014
32. The Broken Gadget 7/15/2014
33. Dispersion Of Time 8/22/2014
34. The Poet's Beloved 8/24/2014
35. Metamorphosis 8/27/2014
36. The Rain's Shadow 9/2/2014
37. Hope 'Is A Cotton Like Substance' 9/8/2014
38. Her Mural 9/9/2014
39. As Always 9/12/2014
40. Thy Unfolded Beauty 9/12/2014
Best Poem of Musfiq us shaleheen

The Lost Spring

This day you left me
And spring lost its flower forever
At early spring, young called never
Again in a low silent day,
I heard the crisping of a lost grasshopper

In a black and white glow dream
Far away from the silky moon sprung
There birds feathers were oping with high delicate
Though Pale petals were losing their pixel with pleasant
But the high divine melody colored the deep purple

Then another high spring fallen to light purple
Yellow flowers bloom on her pale face again
At Night mild murmur cools the heart of the passionate
And the ...

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Time Out Of Mind

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Losing ping of my mind,
I can't paint my future
days those were glisten
that grows frustration in me,
high hopes may not reach
sunshine that blinks on
the innocent face,

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