Haiku writing way:

Mother is motherWe all should remember,In the earth to motherIs anyone there?Allah does orderTo take care of motherAs paradise is underThe foot of mother.*Paradise is underThe foot of mother, …..refers –taking care of mother properlyis one of the good deedsmay help one (believer)entering paradise, …..

Was so familiar!Now, so far!Distance!I can’t poise.

Today and tomorrow these will be finishingThen in the full darkness will the angry troop fight?Definitely fights will go onAs all the weapons are stored inTo throw, to fire, to burnTo bring all under dire destruction.Copyright © Muzahidul Reza | 08/17/2017

Well lyrical verse,Written all over the worldFrom Shakespeare to now.Copyright © Muzahidul Reza| 29 November,2017

No harmNo damnLife will be lyrical poem.

GetGood,In each stage withLove and peace just.AboutRARe Stanza:– – – – – – – – – –6 Lines Poem ─Syllables Meter: 1-1-1-1-4-4Rhyme Scheme: aabbca; ababca; aaaaba.RARe Stanza refers Right Angle Reza Stanza.Geometric Theoretical Explanation of ‘RARe Stanza’The 1st 4 (1-1-1-1)lines stand on the last 2 (4-4)lines,At the joining point, line No.4 and 5 there the…

EasyIs not busy;In short lifeNo much time,Need much thoughtsThan light mirth.Copyright © Muzahidul Reza │11 May,2018

Any of the true virtues breeds minimum oneOr more than one of such virtues and features,So counting on the virtues one after oneShould learn and acquire these all human creatures;As they candidly claim to be rationalLiberally claim to be reasonable,For this they should show the open evidenceThey should avoid sincerely all violence.Copyright © Muzahidul Reza…

I am seeing, hearing, surviving for Your mercyI am learning, earning, enjoying for Your mercyEverything is happening to me for Your mercyI am alive, its every moment for Your great mercy.Copyright © Muzahidul Reza | 09/04/2017

OnWhatWe know everOr never know.

And so Owner of it;DeathTruth,And so Owner of it;ResurrectionTruth,And so Owner of it;HereTruth,And so Owner of it;HereafterTruth,And so Owner of it;Experimenting my brain cellsI find out these great thuthsIn which my existence cannot but believeI can never resist it,And so it does doAccording to those I believe.

Love isAnd be alwaysIn lovely hearts, as theseAre made for this, and not for heartsThat are stone; destroy, kill, break prayer hallsCausing chaos worldwide; for themHuman world seems to be hell,Blessings declineFrom world.