You are mine

 You are mine

You are beautiful , you are blue eyes
You are the lady , you are the beauty
You are mine.

You are beautiful, you are beautiful 
Sixteen , you are beautiful 
You are mine.

You in imagination , you in thought
You are in love,you are in love
You are mine.

You are in pursuit,you are in desire
You are in bed , you are in dreams
You are mine.

You are sad, you are happy
You are in life, you are in death
You are mine

Written by

M.M.Aminur Rahman

 Come back , Lavanya

Lazy afternoon

Rimjhim sweet rain shravan
In the friction of clouds in the sky
Heart illuminated by electric light
Memory album , began to match.

Pictures
Blue white black colored 
laminating the heart film
Ever evolving steady running.

Suddenly stopped 
Twenty two page of life before eyes
Darkness, sudden heart pain
Kalapahar held on tight and heavy .

Like a heroin addict 
It is falling in the yard of love
Nobody laughed , eh ,crazy of love.

Lavanya , at the door of your love
I rang the calling bell many times
Do not open the door of the heart
China luck on your front door
That's why  I'm at the door Today

The key of which is mixed in the salt water of the eyes
The warm hearted desire of the unborn, love

Lavanya 
Come back to the middle of my heart.

Written by
M.M .Aminur Rahman

 First sight  first love

The day I first saw you

Wearing blue Tangail sari
Pearl necklace with red tip on forehead .
Apple like face , playful eyes
A garland of buds with loose hair
Pink lips crooked smile.

Once I see it again and again
Thousands of people do not end up watching this.

On the pages of the book on the reading table 
You breathe , you believe , you are mine
Sleep awakening is a dream in itself

She is my beloved dream princess
Where are you going to leave me ?
See you dear , I am proletarian with you.

Written by

M.M. Aminur Rahman

The soul 

Intervals from the beginning
A middle road in carelessness
Unsuitable for movement.
Inside me I fell out For reform

In everyone's eyes 
I have a thick head of crazy kiss
At one stage of the fight 
One of the crazy people to be a partner.

We are two crazy now
The street child is a companion in the game.
Morning to afternoon 
We are working non stop.

In the devotion of our work
The next day our fellow people are also unemployed.

Then , I am inside everyone..

The narrow road is the highway
I am inside everyone
I went to the heart of the madman.

Written by 

M.M.Aminur Rahman

Tercsi

Date 02/07/2009

#Bangladesh

 Bangladesh

O dear 

The beloved of the soul is the most beautiful 

The desire of the unborn is found in happiness and sorrow

Eternal companion , dear you.

The most beautiful in the world

Pearls of static stone from age to age

They knocked on my door and asked for love

One moment , give me a little love , a little love.

They say 

You are a rock 

You have no love

Your heart is the garden grass.

I also say there is no love 

There are Mathura beels , field filled mustard wounds.

Date juice taken from a tree in winter morning 

Burning fire made by grandmother in thick fog.

Your face is crazy , I am ruposhi Bangladesh.

The soil and compassion of this country 

This is my pride.

Written by 

M.M. Aminur Rahman

#Omicron

 Omicron

Omicron : 

This variant is behaving differently , it is more contagious 

than Delta variant. The Omicron variant is more transmissible

than the Delta.

Omicron symptoms:

A corona positive patient may have some unfamiliar

symptoms, such as extreme fatigue, mild muscle aches

sore throat , and whooping cough. The body temperature

 will be a little higher.

Resistance :

The first way to prevent coronavirus is to keep  the virus

from spreading. Obey hygiene , wear a mask . This makes it 

possible to ensure 50 percent protection.

End of destination

 End of destination

Long way to go ! Forest across the field

Hearts, rivers , mountains, seas left behind

Bhatiali song in a crooked voice

A boatman without an oar walks an unknown path.

For away the sky merges with the ground

The two of them hugged and fell in love

I think this is a great opportunity in life 

Here is last address of matching path.

Continuing the Jayanti Express train

Home of the Sun in front of the front

This new path does not seem to end

Millions of stars line the infinite sky.

I could not get tried of running 

Today I have seven distant heavens .

Written by

M.M. Aminur Rahman

With the arrival of winter.

 With the arrival of winter

Under the ground in the winter   

Autumn is past

Rupshi daughter of nature

Welcomes him.

Re arranged

Fulfillment 

Is in the midst of living things

Emergence of new trends.            

In the middle of winter                                                

Various pendants in the swing

To be born again

Various flowers in bloom.

Darkening to the side

The fog is covered 

Awakens in the midst of life

New hope of survival.

When in the scorching sun

Life is almost out

Then the heart rise

Cold fire.

As much as the creature wants 

By eternal nature

Look at the middle of winter

Filled to the brim.

Poem by

M.M. Aminur Rahman

Tomb of hope           

Alas !
Even for a moment in a life
I haven't seen you happy bird
After all , I am not a flash of light in a dark room in this life.
Where are you ?

My favorite !
Clear salt water .
Continuously touches the corner of both eyes
In the stream of thrilling clear water 
The face gets with the wine of liquid love
In the blue realm of peace 
The desire lamp of the heart.

This life ! Limited time
There is no hope for a moment
Darkness without light, love without hope.

I don't get what I want 
What you don't want is never left behind.
This is the tomb of hope

Written by
M.M. Aminur Rahman
Terchi , Tala ,Satkhira 
Date 07/08/2008
 

External happiness

External happiness

Mango with honey in the month of Jaistya

That didn't eat

He think's

What a beautiful quality of Bengali fruit.

Juicy jackfruit cells in toasts

That didn't eat

He did not understand

Ah! what a fun sweet juice.

Black and whit sweet touch berries

That didn't eat

He doesn't know

Ah !What a wonderful and invaluable achievement.

He did not see

What a wonderful day! Heavenly interest is sweet.

Bunch of litchi on a slender

That didn't eat

He did not look

Happiness ! This is absolute.

All the beautiful fruits of  beautiful Bengal

That didn't eat

He did not look

Honey green Bengali fruit juice taitambur.

Written by

M.M. Aminur Rahman