Poetry from Abdullah al Mahin

Young South Asian teen boy with short dark hair, reading glasses, and a white collared shirt with a school decal on the left breast.
Abdullah Al Mahin
In Her Eyes 

I never see love in her eyes
I remember that she becomes wise
But this is not fact of life 
Love should expose in her eyes
Never need in love to be smart
A man never forgets his love for good 
A true lover always succeeds in the world of love.

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

Poetry from Abdullah al Mamun

Young South Asian teen boy with brown eyes, short brown hair, and a collared shirt and school lanyard and name tag. He's standing in a school hallway with lockers on his right.
Abdullah Al Mamun
Nature 

Everything in nature -- seen the feature. 
Birds fly in the sky, 
Mountains are so high.
Trees are green, 
Water so clean. 
Never betrays
It always gives us right way, 
Don't try to play with it.

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

Poetry from Nurujjaman

Young South Asian teen boy with dark short hair, brown eyes, and a white collared shirt with a school decal on his left breast.
Nurujjaman
Dream

Dream is a condition of mind
I really feel anxious when I miss to find
My family members expect that
I would be a doctor
But it is a major fact
If I become a teacher
It is the step of grandmaster
Everybody wants to know my dream
But I say, it is future stream.
Different people, different dreamer
Always moving with their fervor
Dream is not remaining on the bed,
It will be gained with farfetched
It needs to face the reality besides imaginative
Hence, it's going on the proceed.

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

Poetry from Monira Mahbub

Young South Asian girl with short dark hair and a jean jacket and a blue baseball cap standing outside in front of a very leafy tree.
Monira Mahbub
In the Evening

In the evening the sun sets in the west
The breath of the day
Left in the horizontal blue sky
Then the nature takes its new shape
The birds' chirping as it were
Bids the sun calling--- 
"Good bye", "Good bye", "Good bye" -----.

07 August, 2023

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

Child's drawing of a young girl in a pink dress walking down a path through a green lawn on a sunny day towards a city.
Art from Monira Mahbub
Stream flows through a grassy area near some small houses on a sunny day. Cattails are in the foreground, the sun and clouds and bushes are off in the distance.
Art by Monira Mahbub
Person with a red shirt and blue skirt walking under an umbrella down a dirt path between two houses in a grassy area on a rainy day. Trees nearby and in the background.
Art by Monira Mahbub

Poetry from Tanvir Islam

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

My mother, whose love reaches near and far. 
With gentle hands and a heart so pure, 
She's the anchor that helps me endure.
In her embrace, I find endless grace,
 A comforting presence in every place. 
Her words, a soothing lullaby, In her love, 
I'll never say goodbye. 
Through every storm, she's been my shield, 
A rock, a fortress in every battlefield. 
Her sacrifices, a testament so strong, 
In her love, I forever belong. 
Her laughter, a melody, pure and bright, 
Guiding me through the darkest night. 
Her wisdom, a beacon, shining so clear, 
In her love, I find my purpose, my sphere. 
With every sunrise and each day's end, 
My mother, my confidant, my dearest friend. In her love, 
I've found life's greatest treasure, 
A bond unbreakable, a love without measure.

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



Poetry from Wazed Abdullah

Young South Asian boy with short black hair and a light blue collared shirt.
Wazed Abdullah
A School 

In a classroom, we gather bright, 
Learning, growing, day and night. 
Teachers guide us, kind and cool, 
Unlocking wisdom's precious jewel. 
Books and pencils, friendships bloom, 
In this place, we chase our room. 
With lessons learned and memories made, 
School's the path where dreams cascade.

Wazed Abdullah is a student of grade 8 in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.

Poetry from Mahbub Alam

South Asian man with short dark hair, reading glasses, a collared shirt, green tie, and brown jacket.
Mahbub Alam
The Earth's Bond

The earth's electric bond like the bond of them
Once my friend uttered --
Electric waves flowing in her blood
"If you touch some more I'll die"
Rolling some more switched on the light
Happy the lives flowing over time
Mesmerizing the sound of the wind
From the east in the morning
On the coast of the sea
The mystery of the earth's existence woven the same
Rising and falling the current of the body.
 
Chapainawabganj,  Bangladesh
26 August, 2023


Fight

Where and how we became defeated 
How and where the war is conducted
We count the deaths and the wounded
People fight, people plight
People flee away from the ground
The children die, the mothers cry
Died by and for from both sides
The leaders laughing loud
Firing on the burning cloud
The oceans -the rivers blocked for a few
How should we explain what we see?
Where and how we glee?
In the reflective war
We all the suffers so far
One part of the world is fighting
The other part lay flat -the hungry painting. 
                                                                           
Chapainawabganj,  Bangladesh
26 August, 2023