Poems from A.T.M.Fazlul Karim
When dogs prevail on streets,
it is difficult to go out of rooms.
The tenacious barking of dogs full of sores
would take over the...
Along the streets of Stavanger I’ve seen flowers
of unknown names, and colors-black, red, yellow, violet and so on,
Streets, groves and...
The tender, deep green leaves of Peepul
from the top roof of an urban building smile out
in elation with the first rain of monsoon.
...
Your body is stretching on the bed sprawling.
I am chewing the tender petals of the rose
over every nook and corner of your body
with...
Whether marriage or living together is better
still is not a question to be considered here.
Many married women still now pass life in...