Friends ! We Published Our 10th Online Publications from Primelore Writer’s Heaven. We got best 12 poets with their best poems.
Enjoy With 12 Lovely Poems of Primelore Writer’s Heaven . Poets and Poetess are listed here with their Nice writing.
01. SM Sajedur Rahman (ashru).
02. Md. Sohel (Dukhai).
03. Ashish Khisa.
04. Asif Altaf.
05. Khadiza Rahman kalpona.
06. Afroza Jesmine.
07. Dr. Md. Tafazzal Ali Bhuiyan.
08. Johirul Islam Johir.
09. Hasna Hena.
10. Awlia parvin.
11. Ania Rozi.
12. Sipra Debnath.
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01.
Poem: “sunlight”
Poet: SM Sajedur Rahman (ashru)
From: Dubai, UAE.
Primelore Published Date : 03/12/2024 .Tuesday.
In the morning, the color slowly fades,
Wake up to life.
The sun rises in the web of magic,
The leaves of the tree know.
The sun floats there happily,
Dream weave dyed.
Light comes and rubs on the body,
Wake up sweet song.
Gold falls in the dawn of day,
Called blue.
The secret hope of your heart,
will be filled by drawing.
The lazy morning calls softly,
Naveen Alo is listening.
Life will smile at you,
In the arena of light.
The sun shines on the body,
Live your life.
With a heart full of light,
Come on in the middle of the day.
Copyright @ SM Sajedur Rahman (ashru).
02.
Poem: “I am a revolutionary”
Poet: Md. Sohel (Dukhai).
From: Bangladesh .
Primelore Published Date : 03/12/2024 .Tuesday.
I am a revolutionary, I am a comrade
I see some dreams dying in the dust
But still I start with new enthusiasm.
I have no beginning
No end to anything
It can happen at any time
My life is a land of dreams.
In the midst of despair, I weave dreams
The house of dreams is blocked
Despair is the light of my hope
My life is a lighthouse.
I will build a life from despair
I will build my chest with hope
Disappointment cannot suppress me
That is why I am pro-life.
Copyright @ Md. Sohel (Dukhai).
03.
Poem: “I know you are not there”
Poet: Ashish Khisa.
From: Bangladesh .
Primelore Published Date : 03/12/2024 .Tuesday.
Ripon Talukdar I know you are not there but I think
as if you were still among us,
In the writing of poetry, in the literary world of poetry
Poem with Dali in rhythm and measure.
Today, you are not in the human race
In your emptiness, the literary world is full of life.
In your thoughts during your lifetime
The hidden poems are dying in and out.
As soon as your breath is gone
Poems also disappear into the air,
Maybe read published and unpublished poems too
There will be carelessness in your absence, so there is doubt.
If you live in this world for a few more years
I used to listen, see and read so many of your poems,
I remember your poems of rebellion, poems of love,
Birah’s poetry; so the heart feels very bad.
Do not be sad and sorry, my dear little brother,
that you are gone from this world forever.
You will live forever in the depths of human mind,
For the literary lover, poetry in literature.
Man is mortal, all must die, none remain eternal; all must leave this world,
Some may be earlier, some may be later
But with the magic of poetry, you have stolen everyone’s heart.
Copyright @ Ashish Khisa.
04.
Poem: “Autumn”
Poet: Asif Altaf.
From: Khulna Bangladesh.
Primelore Published Date : 03/12/2024 .Tuesday.
A morning singing in pure voice In the morning he catches the smoke of music;
Fall has got yellow color like dates;
Might get down to her body right now Maturity as sweet as Rabindra Sangeet;
The water of the Ganges sprinkles the sky in the dark in the brass field;
Silent dew like a tear in the body of autumn;
The festivities are done with decorations They will be out right now;
The smell of ripe rice air fresher The air is now so pure monk;
Coolness as sweet as a mother’s love Walking like a dove on the feet of autumn;
The taste of his newbie on the plate of his hand.
Copyright @ Asif Altaf.
05.
Poem: “Memory”
Poet: Khadiza Rahman kalpona.
From: Bangladesh .
Primelore Published Date : 03/12/2024 .Tuesday.
Memory makes a person cry,
Memory makes a person smile.
Memory also teaches how to live.
Memory provides inspiration.
Memory is the key to achieving success.
Memory makes dreams neat and tidy.
Around memories, everyone dreams.
If the dream is pure,
Success will come slowly with honesty and hard work.
Memories of sorrow, memories of joy,
Affection or forgetfulness,
All creations bring an end.
Copyright @ Khadiza Rahman kalpona.
06.
Poem: “Best friends”
Poet : Afroza Jesmine.
From: Bangladesh .
Primelore Published Date : 03/12/2024 .Tuesday.
Select your best friends,
Who is He or she ?
My best-friends are always in my heart,
They always take care of me.
My best friend always advises me,
Never do any wrong with other,
He is my best-friend ;
He is only my Dear Father.
How can I behave with Other,
Strongly taught me she,
Really my best-friend is she,
She is only my Beloved Mother.
My best friends are heart of my family,
I am their lovely child,
They taught me how to love people,
And sacrifices for their smiles.
Copyright @ Afroza Jesmine.
07.
Poem: “The wind of change”
Poet: Dr. Md. Tafazzal Ali Bhuiyan.
From: Bangladesh .
Primelore Published Date : 03/12/2024 .Tuesday.
The wind of change is not there today
There is only disappointment and sighing
All destruction in the maze of the sphere
The helpless do not get what they want.
The opposite wind is the world crying in all directions
The wicked are in the forbidden, saying they are comfortable
The saints fight for the truth all their lives
The poor, alive and dead, have no rights.
People are moving to the rhythm of the wind
Unethical, corrupt people flood the country
The audacity of fools destroys the environment
They do not take bribes in secret, but in front.
The wise and talented moneylenders are in the public eye
Low-born people have a seat at the forefront
Sinful life due to the decline of morality
In this society, the young are selling out the old.
Copyright @ Dr. Md. Tafazzal Ali Bhuiyan.
08.
Poem: “Happiness”
Poet: Johirul Islam Johir.
From: Bangladesh .
Primelore Published Date : 03/12/2024 .Tuesday.
Hoping for happiness in the addiction of love
Stayed in the Straw house
Catch up moment by moment,
Udam Gaye on the banks of the river
Running but repeatedly
You draw a picture in your mind.
Copyright @ Johirul Islam Johir.
09.
Poem: “Peace -loving”
Poet: Hasna Hena.
Professor Department of English,
Mohammadpur Mohila College.
From: Bangladesh .
Primelore Published Date : 03/12/2024 .Tuesday.
Where is peace?
I want to be a peace seeker,
not in conflict,
by roaming in nature.
Where is peace?
I want to be a peace server,
not in chaos by being a silent prayer.
Where is peace?
I want to be a peace builder,not in the sorrow of burning heart
by gazing at rain water.
Where is peace?
I want to be a peace preserver,not in the root of lie by abolishing the waves of anger.
Where is peace?
I want to be a peace controller,not in the midst of hard realities
by diminishing the ugliness of autocratic power.
Where is peace?
I want to be a peace preacher, not in hostility
by praising to flourish the virtue of human character.
Where is peace?
I want to be a peace worshipper, not in antagonism,
by exercising the simplest way of good nature.
Copyright @ Hasna Hena.
10.
Poem: “Next to Which touch”
Poet: Poet: Awlia parvin.
From: Bangladesh .
Primelore Published Date : 03/12/2024 .Tuesday.
Whose side is caught, snatched,
Monas, how many mother’s chest!
A hundred cries and sorrows,
I wanted you only with all my hearts.
You are the freedom, Bengal mother’s fry,
How proud my chest is today.
Sad mother and sister brother less,
Look for everything, you are the nest of peace.
Your loss, forget all the pain,
Janani Bangla, you are only mine.
To think of you, to think of someone else,
The child is suffering from chest unease.
Copyright @ Awlia parvin.
11.
Poem: “I’m who I am”
Poet: Ania Rozi.
From: Bangladesh .
Primelore Published Date : 03/12/2024 .Tuesday.
Beyond the bounds of the sky,
I have wandered far, so far,
And lost myself.
I have no one of my own,
I am just with myself alone.
One day, as the moon,
Spreading light all around,
I became the glow of moonlight.
Yet I could not, even for a moment,
Lose myself in a sliver of joy.
Oh heart, tell me,
What have I gained from loving?
Today, wearing a garland of affection,
My heart weeps in sorrow and pain.
No beckoning hand is there,
The darkness lingers late into the day.
No more desires, no more gains,
I have embraced a heart full of pain.
Copyright @ Ania Rozi.
12.
Poem: “Why failed”
Poet: Sipra Debnath.
From: India.
Primelore Published Date : 03/12/2024 .Tuesday.
Why aught failed and fade
That once you shown!
Is love like cloud departs
And come some certain moments!
I vowed to dedicate my lyrics,
my thoughts and all my times,
It was summer winds that creep from flower to flower-
Was like moon beams
Which is behind some
Puny mountain shower.
Memories dancing, playing and singing
in mind at a glance!!!
Was so dearest one now in heart,,
I thought truth all your state.
Copyright @ Sipra Debnath.
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