Poetry from Mahbub

Mahbub, a Bangladeshi author and English teacher


The word ‘Reunion’ is very sweet

We celebrate the word in so many ways

As the sky is decorated with so many lights

Years after years people of different section

Make the party with so many items and

Enjoy the moment head and heart

Though sudden but expected and curious

We see the recent reunion of the children with their parents

Feeling so much hilarious, joyful and emotional

Gets back a heart’s – blood to move forward

Rushing to the own place feed your children

Look Crystal Clear

There you find no bar, no chain, no hindrance

A long and wide space though living under the trees

A lesson through tension can ever be forgotten?



We got freedom

Freedom to live, to say, to publish and what not

We got freedom

A freedom is so high as the sky

We got freedom from the clutch of tyranny

From the clutch of exploitation

From the use of your devil thought

You can have your dogs loving

Other pet animals useful to you

Human beings are more that

They can love you, obey you

Give you service for assistance

But he wants freedom everywhere

Any power or trick can’t defeat him

We got our freedom from Pakistan in 1971

But the fate of the common people did not change

Politicians have become more powerful making others helpless

When one minister is on the way so many jeeps run behind him

So many forces guard the one man

When many people are lying beside for want of food

When any procession goes on the way

The common die an unnatural death

We are deprived of our rights can’t say any more

They always try to hold the sits opening their poisonous teeth

We hope to see the golden Bangla in real sense

When our leaders give us the chance to sing that song?


Distracted Love

You went away in this ferocious mood

Never thought of that

I bought the golden sun for you

Nourished for years together

A love you can’t imagine

You went away in this tigress mood

Can it be thought any more?

You loved the one

Your heart always bent for him

O beauty, my deity, my love

I call you them so

You took sit behind him and

Went away by motorbike in the dead of night

Can it be thought before?

On the way of conversation you slapped me on my face

The world became dark to me

My whole body trembled with pain

You swam away leaving me alone on my bed

With your boyfriend waiting for you at the door

I only keep my hands on my forehead

In the meantime I see the sun rising

Morning birds surrounded all around me

Till then the sound of groaning I heard to myself

After so many years even now at this moment I can’t forget.


An Appeal

I like to die only loving and caring for you

My love, O my dear!

I want to get in touch of you always

Even living hundred or thousand miles away for this or that day

When my eyes will get stopped to see any more

My body will not be able to move to you

I do have my promise

To pass the whole night speaking and loving in the light of stars

Conscious, subconscious or unconscious mind for you

O my dear, behold the vast ocean

How the waves fall down one after another

My heart overflows, please advance

Hold me tight till the end ——-.


You Are My Poem

I never thought you would be my poem

To make a journey on the ocean, water and water

Hundreds and thousands of poems

You prevail there

You are my golden ornamental asset

Glitter in the darkness

My speech in the speechless

My sight in the sightless

My potentiality in the impotent

I fall down every time if you turn back

I become senseless if you remain silent

But sometimes silence speaks more than speeches

You are the words to flow the emotion

Through the lines of the verses

Mentality filled with the sources of glory

Lay bare in my writing script

How can I decorate?

You stand before me a complete poem.

Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh