Musfiq us shaleheen

Veteran Poet - 1,267 Points (31st, December,1970 / Khulna, Bangladesh)

Musfiq us shaleheen Poems

1. *waves Seemed To Push My Feet Again* 4/22/2015
2. *weird One Wrapped In Mystery* 3/25/2015
3. 100 Smiles 3/7/2014
4. 1971: A War Of Liberation 12/17/2013
5. A Broken Part Of Crystal Moon -new- 5/19/2015
6. A Commitment To Love 3/2/2013
7. A Death Feeling 12/6/2012
8. A Grain Of Sand 9/13/2014
9. A Lonely Song 1/8/2013
10. A Lost Love 3/14/2014
11. A Love Poem 1/11/2013
12. A Melancholic Song 4/6/2014
13. A Moment 2/19/2013
14. A Phoenix Bird 1/21/2013
15. A Secret 12/6/2013
16. A Small Blanket 2/7/2013
17. A Starry Night 4/28/2013
18. A Toy And Joy 1/11/2014
19. A Travel To Universe 12/11/2012
20. A White Shirt That I Had Left In The Kans Grasses 3/25/2015
21. A Will 2/22/2013
22. A Yellowish Brown Paper 12/13/2013
23. Alienation 2/16/2013
24. Alone 11/9/2013
25. An Autumnal Dream 1/31/2013
26. An Untold Love 12/30/2012
27. Any Yellow Day When Red Flamboyant Will Be Bloomed 4/27/2015
28. Anywhere In Another Time 2/4/2015
29. April 4/15/2015
30. As Always 9/12/2014
31. As I Grew A Rock 9/8/2014
32. As I Saw Life 3/2/2013
33. As The Calling Owl Of The Night 2/26/2015
34. As The Juice Of The Fruits 4/20/2015
35. Autumn 9/3/2014
36. Beauty Of Rose 11/28/2012
37. Believers 4/9/2013
38. Between The Times Colliding 5/9/2015
39. Camouflage 4/29/2015
40. Choice 8/15/2014
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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Rhythm Of Change

So wired connection,
malfunction and volatile society-
Even though the darkness,
future written by Satan
You feel, not even a morning,
I listen a bird whistling-
but still try to walk on winter dew,
wish to run on rain when cats and dogs,
chaos raises and makes demand to change,

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