Poems from A.T.M.Fazlul Karim
No one else has seen you coming back.
None of all other watery things of Nature has seen
the lonely Kadom flower uncovering the veils one...
On the other side of the earth, beyond human reach
in some blue bathing land, you, without any covering of dress,
live; only silence and...
The tale of my love is full of sorrow;
the tears of my sorrow are full of love.
Sorrow like the tears of my love rolls down forever;...
When I stand in front of the mirror at dead of night,
seeing me, my gray moustache laughs loud.
Some rest moustache remains black;...
The tongue of Akbar Azad is sharp but lacks in the force of the axe
that cuts on sal trees indiscriminately.
Rather it has the polished...