Poems by Delwar Hossain
UNTAMED BIRD When the beloved color fades from the lover's eyes
The untamed bird chooses the way of self-annihilation.
Though-or the dream was at once,
Though-or the afternoon was of melancholy, The night was of the melting window-sills-
When a person dies,
I know that he will not see the sunrise of the evening,
Sothat he can keep the eternal witness of taking the promise.
When people die,
I know spring still comes back.
Who goes, what the world does!
I just don't know
How the sleepy bird sprinkles the spectrum of sadness
In the guise of a dream or the end of the picture of my death!
MANY A TIME
If needed, sit down with patience.
Later on, make time to stand.
Many a time human beings get entangled
Into conflict.
Around domestic atmosphere
Reality appears indeed.
Loneliness develops troubles
In desert place.
Complacence beneath diligence
Never runs with grace.
MY WAY FAST I make my way fast
White dreams knock at the door.
Fresh crops spread savor at dark night.
I bind my pleasure
By counting with finger - beat,
Dream-bird spreads feathers
With hard endeavor
Inside the glassless drawing room.