Poems from A.T.M.Fazlul Karim
I feel ashamed
standing in the stall of book fair and making others buy my book.
Sometimes I feel I will be famous;
the budding...
Put your feet on the ground so tenderly
that you may not create an impression on it.
In every step on grass let your heart be...
I have a sweet-sour relation with dreams and imagination.
I have been alive somehow with their liberal company.
Thirst for life is...
In the sound of a train my sleep vanishes
at the third hour of night. Were I a bird
I could fly away far. Besides, being a wheel
of a...
A word is not the only medium of communication;
silence also can express many things. And touch.
I go burning in the fire of touch...