Category: Literature

William Wordsworth – A Character

William Wordsworth – A Character

I marvel how Nature could ever find space For so many strange contrasts in one human face: There’s thought and no thought, and there’s paleness and bloom And bustle and sluggishness, pleasure and gloom. There’s weakness, and strength both redundant and vain; Such strength as, if ever affliction and pain...

Muhammad Iqbal – The Colorful Rose

Muhammad Iqbal – The Colorful Rose

You are not familiar with the hardships of solving enigmas O Beautiful Rose! Perhaps you do not have sublime feelings in your heart Though you adorn the assembly yet do not participate in its struggles In life’s assembly I am not endowed with this comfort In this garden I am...

John Milton – On His Blindness

John Milton – On His Blindness

WHEN I consider how my light is spent E’re half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent which is death to hide, Lodg’d with me useless, though my Soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, least he returning chide,...

Allama Muhammad Iqbal – The Cloud on the Mountain

Allama Muhammad Iqbal – The Cloud on the Mountain

Elevation bestows the sky’s nearness to my abode I am the mountain’s cloud, my skirt sprinkles roses Now the wilderness, now the rose garden is my abode City and wilderness are mine, ocean is mine, forest is mine If I want to return to some valley for the night The...

Poker Face – MSF Sadib

Poker Face – MSF Sadib

As I stand there with total disapproval against my mind the city was roaring with wild rush. Calmly I was envisaging this peaceful fuzzy day going by. But as for my musing mind I wasn’t quite sure on that part.To me I was like this pebble in a river current...

Pleasure of Leisure – Rafikul Hoque

Pleasure of Leisure – Rafikul Hoque

Let me alone, for now, it is gala day And night, it’s a relief and delight It’s not busy one as other days of life. Time to compose poetry in twilight. It’s time to recollect like wordsworth As he did with daffodils, that were yellow I can do it with...

Henry Longfellow – Hymn To The Night

Henry Longfellow – Hymn To The Night

I heard the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through her marble halls! I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light From the celestial walls! I felt her presence, by its spell of might, Stoop o’er me from above; The calm, majestic presence of the Night, As of the...

Jajaluddin Rumi – A Moment Of Happiness

Jajaluddin Rumi – A Moment Of Happiness

A moment of happiness, you and I sitting on the verandah, apparently two, but one in soul, you and I. We feel the flowing water of life here, you and I, with the garden’s beauty and the birds singing. The stars will be watching us, and we will show them...

Stethoscope – Golam Kibria

Stethoscope – Golam Kibria

I’m almost 80 now. I have grandchildren. Old people talk too much. Maybe it’s a rule of nature. For me, my grandchildren are the listeners. They have so much curiosity which I too had in my early ages. That’s the difference of age 80 and age 8. One delivers and...

Walt Whitman – World Below the Brine

Walt Whitman – World Below the Brine

The world below the brine, Forests at the bottom of the sea, the branches and leaves, Sea-lettuce, vast lichens, strange flowers and seeds, the thick tangle, openings, and pink turf, Different colors, pale gray and green, purple, white, and gold, the play of light through the water, Dumb swimmers there...

Ibn Araby – Listen, O dearly beloved

Ibn Araby – Listen, O dearly beloved

Listen, O dearly beloved! I am the reality of the world, the centre of the circumference, I am the parts and the whole. I am the will established between Heaven and Earth, I have created perception in you only in order to be the object of my perception. If then...

Eyes – Rafikul Hoque

Eyes – Rafikul Hoque

Eye, a nervous system, holds an ocean The ocean of life, love, passion and emotion It’s a sky, big, pours drops of water Of sorrow, of joy, of fear and devotion. It’s a speaker, vocal, tells everything That minds and throats conceal Eyes are truthful, can’t devoid virtue Denotes what...

A Happy Ending – Khadiza Binte Mostafiz

A Happy Ending – Khadiza Binte Mostafiz

“Mom, brother just came home!”, Jahra yelled as loud as she could. “Jayed, where have you been, son? We were worried sick. Why is your phone turned off?”, Jayed’s mother exclaimed. She was extremely worried so was Jayed’s father and his younger sister Zahra. “Abdullah was calling me so I...

Nerve Lock – Msf Sadib

Nerve Lock – Msf Sadib

It was a bizarre drizzling day. The sun was hiding somewhere; like my mind was ushered by melancholy thoughts. How often does it rain on your birthday? I don’t know how to answer that. Thoughts start rounds of applause at the sheer wit of my utmost clueless blank notion. A...

Henry David Thoreau – Indeed, indeed, I cannot tell

Henry David Thoreau – Indeed, indeed, I cannot tell

Indeed, indeed, I cannot tell, Though I ponder on it well, Which were easier to state, All my love or all my hate. Surely, surely, thou wilt trust me When I say thou dost disgust me. O, I hate thee with a hate That would fain annihilate; Yet sometimes against...

Hafiz – A Suspended Blue Ocean

Hafiz – A Suspended Blue Ocean

The sky Is a suspended blue ocean. The stars are the fish That swim. The planets are the white whales I sometimes hitch a ride on, And the sun and all light Have forever fused themselves Into my heart and upon My skin. There is only one rule On this...

The Moon – Sayma Zarin

The Moon – Sayma Zarin

The Moon is the Earth’s satellite But it does not have its own light It reflects sun’s light So, it gives light at night. At night, you don’t have any light But you need to go other side On that time, moon reflects the light of the sun So you...

Henry David – Thoreau Pray to What Earth

Henry David – Thoreau Pray to What Earth

Pray to what earth does this sweet cold belong, Which asks no duties and no conscience? The moon goes up by leaps, her cheerful path In some far summer stratum of the sky, While stars with their cold shine bedot her way. The fields gleam mildly back upon the sky,...

Hafiz – The Corner of The Tavern Is My Altar

Hafiz – The Corner of The Tavern Is My Altar

The corner of the tavern is my altar, where I pray At dawn, the mantra of the Old Magi, I say. Fear not if the harp plays not at sun’s morning ascent My morning cry of repentance is the music I play. Thank God, free from beggars and kings, away,...

October 9th By Tanbina Siddiqui

October 9th By Tanbina Siddiqui

The irritating morning alarm disturbed my precious sleep but the seasonal rain boosted it up again. The sky was cold and grey and is very mysterious as if a dangerous storm was about to come and change the entire nature and me in some way. There is nothing better than...