The Colours Of Seasons
With seven colours of Rainbow,
Six seasons keeping me awake
Keeping me amuse
Giving me excite
Illuminating me
Throughout the whole year.
When Summer Solstice Sun is on her head,
Delonix give smile with a crimson glow.
Green colored eyes of Rainy season
Paints the purple colour pain.
Autumn as a girl, wearing blue Saree
Fills up selvage with Nyctanthes.
Dawn's light of Late-Autumn
Glisten with sunshine.
Yellow Chuddar of Mustard Flower
Coddle the winter body.
Ravishing colors of Spring air
Outbreak the desolate mirthless
Where blooming bunches of Red-Palas.
Sparkling land gifted by the Majestic Sun
Which is my center of soul–
Prying from the safe distance of hard
Ice or warm desert.
Aklima Ankhi, poet, storyteller and translator from Cox'sbazar, Bangladesh. Born in Mymensingh, Bangladesh. She has a published poetry named "Guptokothar Shobdochabi" written in Bangla.She is a post graduate in English Literature. As a profession she is a Lecturer in English.
My Best Friend
Oh, Wazed, my cherished dearest friend,
A bond that time cannot transcend.
Through laughter, tears, and all life's bends,
Our camaraderie shall never end.
In moments of darkness, you bring the light,
Guiding me through the darkest night.
With words of wisdom and calm insight,
You make every burden become light.
Your heart so pure, your spirit so kind,
A true companion, one of a kind.
In your presence, solace I find,
A treasure in this world, hard to find.
You fill my days with joy and cheer,
With your laughter, the skies appear clear.
Together we conquer, with no fear,
For our friendship's embrace is sincere.
In memories we create, forever we'll dwell,
The stories we share, our tales to tell.
Through thick and thin, forever compelled,
With you, Wazed, my dear friend, all is well.
So here's to you, Wazed, my closest confidant,
A friendship so precious, no words can supplant.
May the bond we share forever enchant,
My dear friend, in my heart, you'll always remain, nonchalant.
Don Bormon is a student of grade 8 in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.
The suffocating dream
Nowadays I sleep in fear
The world is open but covered with darkness for some
The warning bell is ringing
Some dance on the stage
On the other some are firing
Through all you can see the light of the moon
The death-the dancing
The bodies quickly get mingled with soil under the ground
I suddenly shouted with the suffocating scene in my sleep.
Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh
11 October, 2023War
This is cobweb in the corner of my room
In some places the strings break making the hole
The humanity rolls into the trap for survival
The war is like an enigma
'Who will bell the cat?'
No one steps for negotiation
The people are dying like the insects
In this dire situation of struggle
How to finish the tale?
War is like a cave
Where people plunge into the horror of darkness
War, why are you weaving the clothes for death
I cry for.
Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh
11 October, 2023
Education
Education means light
Again asset
Education makes one great
Education is knowledge
A change of attitude
An art and enjoyment
A power to build oneself a human.
29 August, 2023.
Monira Mahbub is a student of grade 6 in Nawabganj Government Girls' High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.
Love Marriage
Jisan now studies in the step of B.A. That was 4 years ago. He was studying in class of eleven, then. At that time in class 9 in his school, there were 40 students. They lived in harmony with each other. At that time, Jisan disliked one of his girlfriends very much. His girlfriend's name was Asha. Jisan could not bear the hope with his two eyes. He treated Asha very badly. He did not like her. Asha also did not like Jisan at that time. They both did not like each other. Asha's house and Jisan's house were in the same village. Asha was always annoyed by Jisan. Jisan was very mischievous at that time. Then, when they passed SSC exam and entered class eleven, they still get admission in the same school. A boy named Sijan liked Asha then. He was talking to Asha on mobile. Sijan and Jisan's house was a little apart. Jisan learnt about the incident since Sijan started liking Asha. When Sijan talked to Asha, Jisan listened all the conversations. Jisan and Sijan were good friends. Sijan slowly related to Asha. Jisan taked Asha's mobile number in secret from Sijan one day and Jisan started annoyance to Asha. Slowly, Asha stopped talking to Sijan. Jisan was the one, she talked to most of the times. Suddenly, one day Asha's father came to know that his daughter talked to Jisan. He called Jisan and said "Don't talk to my daughter after today!" Then love started between Jisan and Asha.
Jisan didn't talk on the phone but he still talked outside or at school. A few days passed like this. Asha's father again found out that Jisan was talking to Asha. Asha's father told Jisan again that, Jisan should not talked to his daughter. A few days later, Jisan started talking to Asha again. Jisan was a non-stop slave. He thought that he would leave Asha after getting married. Though Jisan could not tolerate Asha, now Jisan is madly in love with her. Asha also began to love him. Both started loving each other. When Asha's family pressed on Jisan, Jisan did not back down.
All his friends also slowly came to know that, the two of them were in love. Everyone started talking about them. Jisan's family did not say anything about it, but Asha's family could not accept it. Asha's father decided to send her away so that Jisan could forget her. But Jisan would never forget hope. Indeed, Asha was admitted by her family to a residential college far away. Jisan did not know where Asha was admitted at first. Later, Asha called Jisan on his mobile and said, "I am in Asian College. Dad left me in this college." Jisan went there the next day and took Asha with him and went for a walk. The college teacher noticed that. He told Asha's father about that. Asha's father then took the marriage proposal to Jisan's house and said, "My daughter must marry your son. He has been dating my daughter for a long time. He is not leaving my daughter’s behind." He also said, "If your son marry Asha and you are willing to give, my family will hopefully accept Jisan immediately."
Because, Asha's family was furious. But, Jisan's father did not agree with this comment. He did not want to marry off his son at such a young age. Moreover, Jisan did not do any work. So, he was not happy with that comment. Jisan's father said to Jisan, "Dad! Don't follow Asha anymore. You will marry her when you grow up." But, Jisan said, "No, Dad. I will marry with Asha now. But her father did not marry him at such a young age. Jisan told his father the next day, "Dad! I will kill myself if you don't manage Asha soon." Then Jisan's father said, "You don't have to do this. You are not of marriageable age now. Besides, you are not a working man. I either accept Asha. But what will you feed Asha after marriage? So, if you establish yourself I confirm you the marriage.
Still Jisan said, "No Dad, I will get married soon." So his father said, "Okay. you can do it after your HSC exam in next 2 years. Although Jisan was not very happy with his father's decision. There was nothing he could do about that, so he agreed to the decision. They completed their HSC exam and got married. Jisan's father died a few days after the marriage. The family was supported by the income earned by Jisan's father. How to proceed now? Now, all the responsibilities of the family are on Jisan.
By now, Jisan understood why his father did not want to give him the permision for marriage. But, Jisan realized it too lately. There was nothing to do, he had to run the family. So, he went looking for a job. He got a job as an actor, where he had to work for a a movie with a girl. Jisan had no other work at hand. Meanwhile, there was tension in the family. But, Asha said, she would not let Jisan doing that. Because Jisan had no choice, he was forced to do that. When Jisan went to shoot, Asha was crying that her husband would act with another girl! Asha told Jisan one day, "If you go shooting again, I won't have a relationship with you anymore." Hearing this, Jisan fell into a great danger. His wife on one side, half-completed film on the other. He could not decide which one he would choose. So, he got tensed. If the film was not completed, he would not get the full amount for his job! The next morning when the film director called Jisan, why was he late, Asha then picked up the phone and told that Jisan would not go there again.
Then Jisan had no other way. The money Jisan earned as an
actor, after a few days it ran out. Jisan on the other hand, couldn't find any work. Jisan and Asha starved for a day and Asha brings Jisan to her father's house. Then, Asha's father said to Jisan and Asha, "Your desire to get married is satisfied? You had grown big wings to get married, now where are they! I forbade you to get married, even if you disobeyed me. Any of you in my house, Don’t give up!"Theybecame destitute. There is a saying, "It hurts too much!", so too much work is not good, which Jisan and Asha feel in their bones. Prince Jisan is now a farmer and runs the family as a day laborer. They have now, "After meat comes mustard!"
Nurujjaman is a student of grade 9 in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.
My Motherland
Motherland is our born land. It give us love . A mother takes care of her children like that, similarly motherland places us in her bosom . Motherland is a place where we took breath and learn to speak and walk. My mother land name is Bangladesh. It is a south Asia country. It has become independent in 1971by the supreme sacrifice of our freedom fighters. It's population is about 180 million the Muslims, the Hindus, the Buddhists, the Christians live here in peace. Most of the people are Muslims here. It has many rivers. There are Padma, Meghna, Jamuna, Karnafuli, Brumbhaoputra etc . It has many model mosques.
My mother land is a small country and beautiful country. There are attractive places of our country such as the Sundarbans Rangamati, Cox's Bazar, Kuakata etc. There are some historical places in my mother land: Paharpur, Buddha Bihar and Shat Gombuj Mosque at Bagerhat, Mohasthangar etc. The soil of our country is very fertile. The name of some main fruits are mango, banana, jackfruit, guava, pineapple, watermelon, etc. My mother land has 64 districts and 8th divisions. Bangladesh is peaceful because Militancy is very rare in my mother land. Good law is established in my mother land. I love my mother land. I AM very proud of my mother land.
Md. Tasirul Islam is a student of grade 9 in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.
