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.

An Unbelievable Cave

There were three friends. Their names are Fahim, Rahim and Jasim. They were very good friends among them. They love floating in different places. They have gone to many beautiful places together. So this time they plan to go to Mahasthanagarh.

So they packed their clothes. Then, Fahim said, I will pack the clothes but how many days we will stay there? Jasim said, it is better if we go for three days. We can look the whole place carefully. Then Fahim said, then we will go for three days. But where will we stay there? Rahim said, we will rent a hotel for three days. Then they rented a hotel. The next day they started to go to Mahasthangarh. After reaching Mahasthangarh, they rested. And started wandering around Mahasthangarh. They have some foods. They thought that they would eat the food after walking around. And there was a big carpet with them.

After walking some time they saw a strange cave. But in front of the cave there were a lot of small stones. So they could not enter inside the cave. Fahim said, we should not enter inside the cave. There can be some danger. Then Jasim and Rahim said we really want to go inside the cave. But Fahim did not say anything else. Then they moved the stones together. But it took a long time. It was almost evening, then Rahim said, it would not be right to go inside the cave. So they went to their rented hotel. They spent the night at the hotel.

The next day morning, they decided to go inside the cave. They also bought more foods for their safety. Then they started their walking inside the cave. The another point came out of the cave after walking a long time. They go outside and find that they have come to a jungle. They started exploring the jungle. But the problem is that they came to the jungle through that cave they forgot the way to go back to the cave. It was afternoon, they thought they have to make a camp to spend the night. But how to build a camp is not known to them.

Then Fahim said, I saw my uncle’s making a camp. So I can try. After that, Fahim made a camp that is not so good but useful to them. They spent their night at the useful camp. The next day, there was shortage of their foods. Then they were thinking how to find out the way of the cave. Rahim said, when I was walking through the cave I saw a sharp stone and I marked the way to the trees. But I didn’t give  the sign for a long time. So we have to find that marked trees. And we have to collect some foods. And Jasim knows about jungle very well. So Jasim started to collect some foods from the jungle. On the other side, Fahim and Rahim started to find the signed trees. They said that they must have to return before the evening. 

Jasim collected some fruits and got a fish. But Fahim and Rahim have not yet found the signed trees. But they found another cave. They thought they should check the another cave because that can be the another way to go out from the jungle. So, they entered the cave. They were surprised when they entered the another cave. They saw the cave was fulfilled by gold and diamonds. But it was almost evening, so they returned from the cave faster. And they said to Jasim everything that happened. Jasim was also surprised. They haven’t got a lot of foods. But they ate some foods and spent the night. And they kept some fruits and canned water for the next day.

The next day, they all went out towards the marked tree. And brought them each one flutes for entertainment. The three flutes had different sounds. They are three. Goes three sides towards and says that if one played flutes twice then he can see the marked tree. After a long time Rahim found the trees that he marked and he played his flute twice. Then Fahim and Jasim heard the sound of the flute and they came fast to Rahim. And they came out of that beautiful forest.

But they thought what will they do with the gold and diamonds. Rahim said, we should inform the government gold collectors. So they did that. And the three friends came back to their home happily. Those three friends are rewarded for their informing to the government gold collectors. And the wealth of the cave will be used for the honor of our country.

Md. Rafiul Islam is a student of grade 7 in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.

Tree Plantation

Tree plantation means planting trees more and more. Trees are important element of our environment. They are our best friends. They give us oxygen and take carbon-dioxide. They prevent the earth from becoming desert and they maintain the balance of nature. They give us food, shade and shelter. We get fuel and wood from trees. They save land from erosion. They are useful in many ways. They prevent natural calamities. But men are destroying them at a random. They are cutting down trees with the increase of population.

So, we should not cut down trees. Rather, we should plant more and more trees. All the year tree plantation is good. From June to August is the proper time for planting trees in Bangladesh. We can plant trees on both of road side, river side, pond, big field, small field, canal side and in the garden. Besides, any open space in and around homestead should also be used for planting trees. We should preserve the planted trees. Public awareness should be raised to make the tree plantation programs successful. If we want to preserve our environment, we should plant more and more trees. So, tree plantation is very important to make our nature safe.

Iftikhar Zaman Ononno is a student of grade 7 in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.

THE MANSION HIDDEN IN FOREST – CHAPTER 01

In the middle of a deep forest, I, a 14-year-old, found an old, spooky mansion. The windows were broken, and the walls were covered with moss. I went inside. The floor craked loudly. There were some dusty pictures hanging in the walls. I felt that they were watching me.

I walked up the stairs. Faint whispers filled the hallway, like someone calling for help. I followed the whispers to a locked door. I used a rusty key to open it. In the room, everything was old, covered in cobwebs. 

In the middle, there was a mirror. It was dirty and had cracks. I looked at my reflection, but it smiled back at me, in a scary way. It whispered, “You shouldn’t be here.” 

Then, the room shook, and the mirror broke into pieces. I was surrounded by ghosts. They reached out for me and pulled me into the shattered mirror. Now, I am stuck with them, forever trapped in the spooky mansion.

Nahyean Bin Khalid is a student of grade 7 in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.

Writing Poems While Asleep

she dreams of fragrant sausage
spitting in the frying pan
broken-hearted
she cannot eat it

another night she dreams
she is standing on her head
performing ablutions
in the nether regions

now she dreams of her kidnapped
therapist, ransom demanded
when not paid, he is returned
secrets are not


Sanctum Sanctorum

pull comforter over head
snuggle into dark hidey-hole

fade into the warmth 
of rhythmic breath

spin quiet 
into dreams


Cat’s Nip

white mantle
shrouds clear chalice

new elixir
for gut pain

cat bounds to counter
tips over brew

body tenses
pink tongue licks

sodden feet whisk 
through cat door

she’d rather die 
then take the waters

Fay L. Loomis, member of the Stone Ridge Library Writers and Rats Ass Review Workshop, lives a quiet life in upstate New York. Her poetry and prose appear in Best of Mad Swirl 2022, Herbs & Spices Anthology (Highland Park Poetry), As It Ought To Be Magazine, Down in the Dirt, Five Fleas, W-Poesis, Spillwords, and elsewhere.

Sia

Sia in the music industry is the seer
And you don’t need any beer
To hear
Her heart wrenching dulcet tones that as l pen this piece are here

I can see the rainbow
We will take a bow
For her crafty work which are like a drawn bow
Ready to spring into action of taking and sweeping the masses of their feet, wow

She has the gall to raise her voice at a falsetto pitch
That will have those with the temerity to emulate her ditch it
Her songs do not have any kind of glitch
As electronic executed they are perfectly flawless and you won’t flinch

Instead you will sing along at the top of your voice
It will melt even the ice
You will have a paradise slice
Listening at Sia’s vocals at no exorbitant price  


Makhadzisa

She sings like a bird
And her songs continue to be heard and played
She is the queen of the Venda born and bred
With teachings that value families and how they should be fed

We will continue to sing her praise
Because she sings with so much grace
Touching the hearts of the young and old, vanquishing dread
As the music flows in our bodies, tightly and loosely clad

Such kind of music is for the Gods
This is why we listen in hordes
Addicted to her tunes on repeat in spades
Glad that there are still singers that inspires confidence in the trade

All hail Makhadzisa
A symbol of how hard work pays
For that reason she is here to stay
And naysayers are not going to do anything about it, nay

Abigirl Phiri is a Zimbabwean prolific writer and a voracious reader. She interviews poet features in both the Mt. Kenya Times daily paper and the Diaspora Times Global weekly paper. More of her spoken word poetry can be found her YouTube channel Wordsareforever8462.