Musfiq us shaleheen

Veteran Poet - 1,243 Points (31st, December,1970 / Khulna, Bangladesh)

Musfiq us shaleheen Poems

121. Songs Of Rain 8/6/2014
122. Spaces 9/27/2014
123. Spring That Not Anymore Troubled Me 3/8/2015
124. Still I Am Waiting For You 1/18/2014
125. Strong Wind Of Strangers 4/22/2015
126. The Broken Gadget 7/15/2014
127. The Dark Flees 8/5/2014
128. The Divine Strings 10/14/2014
129. The Heart That Seeking Love 10/26/2013
130. The Language Of Birds 3/25/2015
131. The Loser 1/31/2014
132. The Lost Spring 2/11/2014
133. The Origin Of Life And Earth 4/16/2013
134. The Poet Comes And Recites An Immortal Poem 1/25/2015
135. The Poet's Beloved 8/24/2014
136. The Rain's Shadow 9/2/2014
137. The Ultimate Way To 2/26/2015
138. Thousands Of Dreams And A Lost Love 12/27/2014
139. Thy Unfolded Beauty 9/12/2014
140. Time Out Of Mind 11/10/2012
141. Time You Old Friend Can'T Catch Up 1/10/2015
142. Too Late 7/16/2014
143. Too Tough 11/11/2014
144. Walking In The Rain 6/24/2014
145. When Don'T Care 11/11/2014
146. When Words Moving The Tongue In Motion 3/7/2015
147. Which Has Yet To Create An Illusion 5/6/2015
148. Whispering The Words On The Street Goes Through 3/8/2015
149. Winter 1/10/2014
150. Without Living Mine 8/15/2014
151. Words Chosen For Love 7/21/2014
152. Yesterday And Today 11/12/2013
153. You Are Not Mine Anymore.... 12/13/2013
154. You Can'T Stop Words 11/11/2014
155. Your Form Of Mystery 2/8/2015
156. কোনো হলুদ দিনে কৃষ্ণচূড়া ফুটলে 4/28/2015
157. 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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Edge Of The Spaces

Thou Create Spaces
Within Thou
Barren Fields
Garden
It is born
Many trees
Flowers
Fruits
And do Thou

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