Our wishes

Praising you oh Allah from the core of my sinful soul,

Prostrating my everything in your holy foot.

I don't have the courage to ask something from You;

Because you have already given me a lot.

You have provided me with the greatest leader of all.

O, Allah! The Lord of all, please give me a boon

Let my Emam be alive as long as this earth goes.

Let him always be fit and healthy, wealthy and full of joy,

He is the light that will enlighten us from all the evil ploys.  

Keep him safe from the worst whatever You have created,

Give him refuge oh Mighty, as you are the Lord of daybreak.

Let not any envier envy on his back.

Let not any whisperer whisper in his ears;

Help him to fight against all the turmoil and fear. 

I am urging the Master of Humankind,

Grant my wants oh Allah, Most Merciful and Kind.

On the occasion of his birthday, I just want to share,

Please, take our heartful of love, honor, and care.

Happy Birthday to the apple of our eyes, to the master of our desires, to the leader of our hearts, to our beloved Honorable Leader.  

Written at 2.02 PM in 28 November 2021. 

বিধির বিধান

আঁধারে বিজলী দেখে মনেরে শুধায়,

“এ বুঝি এসে গেছি, ঐ দেখা যায়।” 

মন বলে চুপিসারে, “এত সোজা নয়! 

“সময়ে সূর্য হাসে, সব রাঙা হয়।

অসময়ে পেলে পরে, বুঝবে না দাম,

কষ্ট করলে পরে, ভালো পরিণাম।

চেয়ে যাও তাঁর দ্বারে, সেই করে দান,

বিধি ছাড়া কে ভাঙ্গে বিধির বিধান?” 

Heartstory

May souls attach with one another,

Let alone all legit logic.

Heart is now beating so fast,

Mind is sleeping in loving magic.

Two twos are not meant to be four,

Especially when the heart is melt.

Strom the brains as you suppose,

Leave me alone for being rebel. 

Never became an instrument though,

So torment now beloved odalisque.

You are full of realities

Many dreams and hopes to achieve. 

I am the fool trying to rule,

With only a heartful love and posy. 

You have deadly tongue of serpent,

I have nothing but nodding with thee. 

Being cursed and flamed inside,

Hanging me is your daily routine. 

Walk always keep all those rules,

I am moving towards tragic.

Punishing my soft warm heart,

You are sleeping in calm and peace.

Living in bar, your lover,

Writing poems for making you please. 

Waiting to get eternity,

Making apathy dear colleague.

Theme: Riyadul Hassan 

Trans-created by: Mustafiz Shihab

09.07.2021, 12.42 AM.