Musfiq us shaleheen

Silver Star - 3,435 Points (31st, December,1970 / Khulna, Bangladesh)

Musfiq us shaleheen Poems

201. The Origin Of Life And Earth 4/16/2013
202. The Poet Comes And Recites An Immortal Poem 1/25/2015
203. The Poet Of Eternal Span 3/9/2016
204. The Poet's Beloved 8/24/2014
205. The Rain's Shadow 9/2/2014
206. The River Hari(হরি নদ) -new- 6/25/2016
207. The Shadow Wall 5/17/2016
208. The Songs Of Dark 5/29/2016
209. The Spring Is On The Way 2/13/2016
210. The Swing Rhythm 1/23/2016
211. The Ultimate Way To 2/26/2015
212. Thick Wet Darkness 6/2/2016
213. Thousands Of Dreams And A Lost Love 12/27/2014
214. Thy Unfolded Beauty 9/12/2014
215. Time Out Of Mind 11/10/2012
216. Time You Old Friend Can'T Catch Up 1/10/2015
217. Too Late 7/16/2014
218. Too Tough 11/11/2014
219. Under Lock And Key 7/31/2015
220. Unspoken Words 11/6/2015
221. Very Near To The End 1/25/2016
222. Walking In The Rain 6/24/2014
223. Wayfarer 7/3/2015
224. When Don'T Care 11/11/2014
225. When Their All Hair Grew Gray 6/21/2015
226. When Words Moving The Tongue In Motion 3/7/2015
227. Where The Earth 1/20/2016
228. Which Has Yet To Create An Illusion 5/6/2015
229. Whispering The Words On The Street Goes Through 3/8/2015
230. Winter 1/10/2014
231. Without Living Mine 8/15/2014
232. Wood Without Bark 11/26/2015
233. Words Chosen For Love 7/21/2014
234. Words Within Too Many Words 7/11/2015
235. Yellow Flowers In A Golden Day 11/25/2015
236. Yesterday And Today 11/12/2013
237. Yet A Chance Of Fatal Error 6/30/2015
238. You Are Not Mine Anymore.... 12/13/2013
239. You Can'T Stop Words 11/11/2014
240. Your Form Of Mystery 2/8/2015
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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I'm A Prisoner

I'm a prisoner

How is it!
My world revolves around a circle, my darling
If I go, was forced to return,
I can not go beyond the boundaries of
A visible tension,
All those separated from me, darling

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