Millions of people cannot be my enemy

Nor Jesus Christ died on crossHe was man, a prophetWith powers to do miraclesHe is not a GodNot His son eitherYet it is right to sayHe was born without fatherAnd taken to heaven aliveFor the second timeTo send him here again.

It was at deep midnightAmong the ghosts of silenceI put a trap and thoughtIt would catchWith all my troubleI caged the birdProfusely bleedingAnd seriously woundedI wound not need to goBut they would comeBut alas!No one caredThe world becameIndifferent and stoicThey all became resistantTo the old medicine and small doseI am ill at ease and engrossedfriends,…

Now twilight brings for us only soundsAnd in the morning they turn intoNews of deaths from gun shotsTo be preciseIt is half a century and a decade agoI have had my last laughOr have had a song from my heartAs I have been seeing the devils’ duelOver a tiny piece of land.Neither I take a…

খুঁজে পেলাম চকিতে নিজেকেআমার এক পূর্বের অতি পরিচিত জায়গায়নিমেষে গেলাম মিশে অধিবাসীদের সাথেহয়ে গেলাম তাদের মতো, তাদের মধ্যে একজনঅতি আনন্দে হয়ে গেলাম পশুএখন আমার তাদের মতো নেই চাহিদা, নেই অভাবচলছে দিন কাটছে সুখে নাই কোন অভিযোগশুধুই আছে রাশি রাশি প্রসন্নতাআর আছে আত্মতৃপ্তি যা আমাকে ঘিরেবলয়ের মতো ঘোরেআর এখানে নেই এমন কেউ পাগলযে আমাকে ভুতের ভয়…

I wanted to check who are irrational and superstitiousAnd due to their fear psychosisHave deflated their brains like balloonsSo I ask how many of them have seen ghostOut of fifty thirteen raise their handsIt is nice and fine i say to myselfThen I ask them, ‘’ how many of you have talked with ghost? ‘’This…

It leads to the whimsAnd fancies of the poetSome are more aggressiveAnd say poetry is prohibitedAs it is far from realityAnd highly imaginativeThis is one side of the coinAnd the view is very myopicLife is very complicatedSo poetry isIt is very difficult to defineAnd man to man poetry variesTo some it is meant to celebrateTo…