Musfiq us shaleheen

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

New And Old Window - Poem by Musfiq us shaleheen

I left those faces and trees there with
My springtime that burning sometimes
I paint that on canvas when river
Flows without chime but a murmur

Once she was mine but can’t think now
Trees become old and never conceived
But wind flows through south again and again
In my window new faces appeared and called me
Again and Again-

Not a common face there but it caught me a little
Again I went there and played with them
When she was crossing over the road and
I was standing on the opposite traffic signal

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New and old Window

- Shaleheen,26th July,2013

Comments about New And Old Window by Musfiq us shaleheen

  • Rookie - 42 Points Adheez Van Der Beanthz (7/27/2013 10:25:00 AM)

    yeah a great poem with great imagery
    thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 3,939 Points Dave Walker (7/26/2013 6:00:00 AM)

    A great poem, like it, a great write. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, July 27, 2013


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