Poetry from Abdullah Al Mamun

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Abdullah Al-Mamun

My Mother 

My mother is my world. 
My mother is really great. 
She always loves me, 
She is my guide and teacher. 
When I need some help 
She is always with me. 
She works hard day and night. 
To make my future so bright

Abdullah Al Mamun is a student of grade 7 in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.

Poetry from Nurujjaman

Young South Asian preteen boy with short brown hair and a collared white shirt with a school emblem
Nurujjaman
Character

How can we lead a proper life?
Without swimming we can’t dive.
Even that, character is the light.
It drives out human blight.

Character shows the conception of conduct.
It becomes pronoun if we plod.
It is not prospective thing-
But it is the part of human beings.

Character must be Serviceable
Without it, anybody can be imbecile. 
It is human's highest site.
So that, it should not be depredated.

Character is the crown of a man.
But it is very herculean.
It means the combination of some good qualities.
That is why people must acquiesce it.

29/08/2023

Nurujjaman is a student of grade 9 in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.


Poetry from Monira Mahbub

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Monira Mahbub
My Wish

Wish to hear
Wish to say
Wish to travel
Wish to read and write
Wish to sleep
Wish to go through the book
Wish to talk like the birds
Wish to fly in the sky with the wishes. 

12 July, 2019.
Monira Mahbub is a student of grade 6 in Nawabganj Government Girls' High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.

Poetry from Tanvir Islam

Young South Asian teen boy with short black hair and a white collared school uniform shirt
Tanvir Islam

The Best Friend

A best friend, a treasure, so rare to find, 
In the tapestry of life, they're one of a kind. 
A confidant, a partner in laughter and tears, 
Through the passage of time, they calm our fears. 
In their presence, we're our truest selves, 
No need for pretense or hidden bookshelves. 
They know our quirks, our dreams, our flaws, 
In their embrace, we find life's greatest applause. 
A best friend's a compass, pointing the way, 
Through the labyrinth of life, come what may. 
With them, every moment feels so sublime, 
In the story of our lives, they're a cherished rhyme. 
They celebrate our victories, share our defeat, 
A bond so profound, it cannot be beat. 
In the world's chaos, they're a steadfast guide, 
Walking together, side by side. 
So raise a toast to the best friend so dear, 
In their friendship, there's nothing to fear. 
Through the ups and downs, they'll always be, 
A cherished part of our soul's tapestry.

Tanvir Islam is a student of grade 9 in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.

Poetry from Mahbub Alam

Poet Mahbub, a South Asian man with dark hair and glasses and a suit and tie
Poet Mahbub Alam

Empowerment

I live in the grass
As they sprout in rain
Life stumbles, life consumes
Life revives with a new form
When we see nothing and devoid of everything
Only the rain gives lives that thrive
The blessings down from upper head
The drops of rain ---
The grass taking its hue- makes the world bright. 

Chapainawabganj,  Bangladesh
12 September, 2023



Our Journey

We live in the world 
We die
We beg, we cry
We live and dry
This living and dying
You can say it's meaningful
Others say it's worthless
We live and build
And it starts the night journey
Maybe the moonlit night
The journey stops to rise in the other part of the chapter.

Chapainawabganj,  Bangladesh
12 September, 2023

	

Poetry from Sabrid Jahan Mahin

Young South Asian teen with short brown hair, brown eyes, and a white collared shirt with a school emblem on the breast.
Sabrid Jahan Mahin
Books

Books are food for people's thought.
Reading a book is pleasing,
If there is anything to worry about, a book stands as a friend
It paints a picture of liberation
Books are the companions of human beings
It changes the attitude of mind in personality 
And makes ready for facing the new challenges everywhere in the world.

Sabrid Jahan Mahin is a student of grade 9 in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.

Poetry from Don Bormon

Young South Asian teen with short brown hair, brown eyes, and a white collared shirt with a school emblem on the breast.
Don Bormon
Trees

In nature's grand tapestry, they stand tall,
Silent guardians, ancient and wise, one and all.
Their branches reach out, like arms embracing the sky,
Unfolding a spectacle that catches the eye.

Trees, oh trees, with your leaves so green,
Pouring tranquility into every scene.
Whispering secrets in the gentle breeze,
A melody of life that puts the heart at ease.

From mighty oaks to graceful willows we see,
A myriad of forms, each with its own decree.
Birch, maple, and pine, a diverse display,
Painting landscapes with hues in every way.

In spring, you shower us with blossoms fair,
A delicate burst of colors beyond compare.
In summer, your shade offers sweet relief,
A respite from the sun, a much-needed rep

Don Bormon is a student of grade 8 in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.