Posts tagged "English_Poetry"

May 2020

Gift By Ro Hares Bin Nur With a handful of clay Created me by the Almighty Of him, that's the gift I received. I was in the heaven On Earth, My parents gave me birth Of them, that's the gift I received. I was ...
Quarantine By Ashiqu Rahman Much rather than the virus, I am afraid of the circus The ring will be my radius About me all will discuss To my family, people will be biased Quarantine is fearsome than the disease Tension and ...
  Quarantine By Ashiqu Rahman Much rather than the virus, I am afraid of the circus The ring will be my radius About me all will discuss To my family, people will be biased Quarantine is fearsome than the disease Tension and ...
My Demands By Pacifist Hoque I’m thirsty not for water, but for justice. I’m hungry not for food, but for peace. I need no life of luxury, but a life, full of safety.   Sn- May, E-19 (15-05-2020) Editorial Team The Art Garden Rohingya 
The Island of Ghosts By Roshidullah Kyaw Naing I'm a human like you all in the world Living in this floating island is, Living together with ghosts It's surrounded by hunting seas Roaring waves like the wild animals ...
My Beloved Home By Ebrahim Home is my heart. A place where I lay my backbone that's my home A place of solace A paradise of refuge A home where people access as friends but live as family it is the golden pot ...
    Fear  By Jahangir Alom Fear, a very sensitive word Formed with four alphabets But it represents more than, Four hundreds hidden meanings. Fear is a word, With several meanings. Which snatches our dreams From our broken hearts And leaves us as failure. Fear is something, Which ...
My Humid Eyes By Ro Hamedullah My day, and night and dwelling is false in refugee camp My pain is the truth My relationship is like a mirage nowadays My damp eyes which used to share the ...
Exotic Burden By Nur Kamaal Million of my tears have dried up for torture of my sisters don't go away, it makes me mutilated and a beggar for their justice Million of my memories have forgotten ...
My Dear Husband By Tosmin Anam To love someone is not easy To fall in love with someone is harder To live together whom we love is the luckiest It’s me, the luckiest one. The day ...
The Blunt Pen By Maung Anamuddin I want to sharpen it again To write our pain in history And to articulate our genocide But, not to sell that I want to upgrade it To show ...
Mom: My First Love By Pormin Fatima @ Ma May Chit Everyday, I thank Allah for having a Mom like you Your love shines through in all that you do How lucky I’m! To have you always by my ...
A Child Amid COVID-19 By Jamalida Rafique I'm a child, worried, scared, a world of uncertainty I feel alarmed, fearful of this virus, spreading everywhere. This virus is not a joke, it kills anyone, at anytime and anywhere. ...
My Identity By RY Mg Mg Khin You locked my hands You robbed my properties You burned my home You raped my sisters You killed my people You tortured my soul You bulldozed my mosques You restricted my education You ...
The Disaster By Monzur Alom The night with full of stars With the moon beside Get an awareness of me I am the disaster., The River stops your floats Or else I will make you rich in heritage The ring of ...
Survivor By Pacifist Hoque I faced the war, I endured the genocide I at last had to flee my homeland and my life turned into refugee life Nothing can compensate for what I lost and what I suffered My body ...
Floating People By Nur Kamaal what it is longing for a wooden boat in the deep sea with full of hunger floating alone no frontier in hovering waves it is bobbing up and down in flickering ...
Hunting Sea By Sahat@Zia Hero Naing The journey to seek a safe life silent and innocent souls on boat left for the voyage without side The cultural risk, changing the land to change luck Like a death game A trader ...
Words of A Blind By Mujibur Rahaman What is called the light? Can I taste it to make snacks? The tasty light, I think I could bite. What is called the creature? Can I feel it to gather? Why ...
Is My Brain Not Working? By -ေမာင္တ်ာတ်ာ World leaders' sweet voice is still in air for our issue. Why it never falls? I still can't understand. For someone’s mistake, Why is my whole community targeted? I still ...
A Terrible Spider By Pacifist Farooq Toe by toe, step by step, stair by stair, floor by floor, a pandemic proceeds his journey, rests and starts to progress further and further, closer to closer. ...

Apr 2020

Black Crow, Flee Away By Mayyu Khan This old city still did not recognise its burghers, All peoples are cruel of this stony town. They know easily how to cheat someone -Hey black ...
Hour By Mayyu Ali For some, it’s for success For others, it’s for job But for me, Always for fear and despair ........................◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇........................ Sn.Feb,E-06 (06-02-2020) The Art garden Rohingya
A Lifeform By Zayed Jack Since my natal initiate A tax on me as newborn Delivery is on the ground No midwife at home As no entry for the clinic. Grow up without ...
Dear Sweetheart By Lalmoti Khan @ SFI O my dear sweetheart! I make your days beautiful, I make your nights wonderful. Love sees the invisible Believes in unbelievable Receives the impossible Has faith ...