Musfiq us shaleheen

Bronze Star - 2,020 Points (31st, December,1970 / Khulna, Bangladesh)

Musfiq us shaleheen Poems

161. The Origin Of Life And Earth 4/16/2013
162. The Poet Comes And Recites An Immortal Poem 1/25/2015
163. The Poet's Beloved 8/24/2014
164. The Rain's Shadow 9/2/2014
165. The Ultimate Way To 2/26/2015
166. Thousands Of Dreams And A Lost Love 12/27/2014
167. Thy Unfolded Beauty 9/12/2014
168. Time Out Of Mind 11/10/2012
169. Time You Old Friend Can'T Catch Up 1/10/2015
170. Too Late 7/16/2014
171. Too Tough 11/11/2014
172. Under Lock And Key 7/31/2015
173. Walking In The Rain 6/24/2014
174. Wayfarer 7/3/2015
175. When Don'T Care 11/11/2014
176. When Their All Hair Grew Gray 6/21/2015
177. When Words Moving The Tongue In Motion 3/7/2015
178. Which Has Yet To Create An Illusion 5/6/2015
179. Whispering The Words On The Street Goes Through 3/8/2015
180. Winter 1/10/2014
181. Without Living Mine 8/15/2014
182. Words Chosen For Love 7/21/2014
183. Words Within Too Many Words 7/11/2015
184. Yesterday And Today 11/12/2013
185. Yet A Chance Of Fatal Error 6/30/2015
186. You Are Not Mine Anymore.... 12/13/2013
187. You Can'T Stop Words 11/11/2014
188. Your Form Of Mystery 2/8/2015
189. কোনো হলুদ দিনে কৃষ্ণচূড়া ফুটলে 4/28/2015
190. বৈশাখ 4/15/2015
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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End Of Darkness


I am running through the Milky Way,
with love and hope perches into the soul,
dancing cloud flash the glee,
the peacock biding, rain could be

me for love
love for mine

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