Musfiq us shaleheen

Bronze Star - 2,017 Points (31st, December,1970 / Khulna, Bangladesh)

Musfiq us shaleheen Poems

41. Believers 4/9/2013
42. Between The Times Colliding 5/9/2015
43. Both Lost In Transit 6/28/2015
44. Camouflage 4/29/2015
45. Choice 8/15/2014
46. Closed Door And A Diamond Crystal -new- 8/21/2015
47. Crushing Moonlit 11/22/2014
48. Cut Into Pieces 1/5/2015
49. Cymatics Flow 5/26/2015
50. Death 6/3/2015
51. Decay Of Days 3/25/2015
52. Dispersion Of Time 8/22/2014
53. Don'T Get Me Wrong 6/14/2015
54. Dreams 11/15/2013
55. Dreams Flew Away 8/14/2014
56. Dust Of Bright Star 1/25/2015
57. Dust Off Picture 1/5/2015
58. Edge Of The Spaces 3/25/2015
59. End Of Darkness 10/24/2012
60. Even After Taking The Morning Black Coffee 7/5/2015
61. Every Dot Takes A Space 3/17/2015
62. Faded Memory Pages 6/17/2015
63. Father 6/21/2015
64. Feel You Very 3/5/2014
65. Footprint 1/1/2015
66. God's Game! 11/26/2012
67. Good? 6/6/2014
68. Gravity Of Love 8/15/2014
69. Gravity Of Words 7/12/2015
70. Handed Over Love Forever 12/11/2014
71. He Who Is A Poet 6/26/2015
72. Heart Is Made With Stone -new- 8/15/2015
73. Her Mural 9/9/2014
74. Hope 'Is A Cotton Like Substance' 9/8/2014
75. Hoped To Dream 6/19/2015
76. I Lost The Way 6/22/2014
77. I Never Forget 12/13/2013
78. If I May Not Be Wrong 10/28/2014
79. If I Mean 7/23/2015
80. In A Spring Garden 1/26/2014
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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