Musfiq us shaleheen

Veteran Poet - 1,914 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 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 Shadow Within The Dark 6/6/2015
17. A Small Blanket 2/7/2013
18. A Small Boat That Has Lost In Dream 6/24/2015
19. A Starry Night 4/28/2013
20. A Toy And Joy 1/11/2014
21. A Travel To Universe 12/11/2012
22. A White Shirt That I Had Left In The Kans Grasses 3/25/2015
23. A Will 2/22/2013
24. A Yellowish Brown Paper 12/13/2013
25. Across My Unfinished Sky -new- 7/28/2015
26. Alienation 2/16/2013
27. Alone 11/9/2013
28. An Autumnal Dream 1/31/2013
29. An Untold Love 12/30/2012
30. Any Yellow Day When Red Flamboyant Will Be Bloomed 4/27/2015
31. Anywhere In Another Time 2/4/2015
32. April 4/15/2015
33. As Always 9/12/2014
34. As I Grew A Rock 9/8/2014
35. As I Saw Life 3/2/2013
36. As The Calling Owl Of The Night 2/26/2015
37. As The Juice Of The Fruits 4/20/2015
38. Autumn 9/3/2014
39. Beauty Of Rose 11/28/2012
40. Believers 4/9/2013
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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The Empty Day

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Summer comes, Spring goes!
'O' the empty day shows
How A thirsty crow
Wants water to borrow!

Anybody never calls hello!
The wind of banners blow-
Ah! ! She is always in my mind's flow-
How the melancholy river is singing solo! !
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