Musfiq us shaleheen

Veteran Poet - 1,888 Points (31st, December,1970 / Khulna, Bangladesh)

Musfiq us shaleheen Poems

121. Poetry Pages Flying Never Before Or After In The 2/8/2015
122. Polar Wandering 12/29/2013
123. Prisoner 4/23/2015
124. Prophecy 1/15/2014
125. Purples Are Deep Divine 4/1/2015
126. Rhythm Of Change 11/8/2012
127. Romantic Torment 9/28/2013
128. Say, So Solo Soul 5/21/2014
129. School Song-Haiku 11/12/2012
130. Scratches On The Disc 11/29/2014
131. Season Fallen 3/10/2014
132. Seeking Love 12/7/2013
133. September Rain 9/23/2014
134. Several Lyrics 2/15/2014
135. Shadow And Dark 12/28/2013
136. Shadows Are Going Down 10/2/2013
137. Shells Of Strata 4/25/2014
138. Sign Of Sigh 4/24/2015
139. Silence And Peace 1/8/2014
140. Sleep Apart 6/21/2014
141. Soft Pore -new- 7/26/2015
142. Songs Of Rain 8/6/2014
143. Spaces 9/27/2014
144. Spring That Not Anymore Troubled Me 3/8/2015
145. Still I Am Waiting For You 1/18/2014
146. Strings Of Love Span For Eternity 6/13/2015
147. Strong Wind Of Strangers 4/22/2015
148. The Broken Gadget 7/15/2014
149. The Dark Flees 8/5/2014
150. The Divine Strings 10/14/2014
151. The Empty Day 6/3/2015
152. The Heart That Seeking Love 10/26/2013
153. The Language Of Birds 3/25/2015
154. The Loser 1/31/2014
155. The Lost Spring 2/11/2014
156. The Origin Of Life And Earth 4/16/2013
157. The Poet Comes And Recites An Immortal Poem 1/25/2015
158. The Poet's Beloved 8/24/2014
159. The Rain's Shadow 9/2/2014
160. The Ultimate Way To 2/26/2015
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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