Serenity

I am looking for the place
A mixture of light and dark
I wonder if it is where the rain starts
Which shall cleanse the scars
And the stains in my heart
I'm looking for the place to start...

                                            -------Naimul Haider

WHAT WE MISS OUT

LIKE SO MANY THINGS WE WRITE AND FORGET
WHICH GATHERS DUST IN OUR CLOSET
BUT YEARS LATER WE FIND AND LAUGH
BUT THIS IS SOMETHING WE REMEMBER AND CRY
SUCH AS THIS ARE SO MANY THINGS WE MISS OUT
IN EVERYDAY LIFE WE RUN ALONG
AND ONCE YOU REMOVE THE CAP FROM YOUR LENS
THE DESERTION CALLS AND MAKES YOU STRONG

Summer Temptation

NOTON NOTON PAYRA GULI JHOTON BEDHE CHE
O PARETE CHELE MEYE NAITE NEMECHE
DUI DHARE DUI RUI KAATLA BHESHE UTHECHE
KE DEKHECHE KE DEKHECHE DADA DEKHECHE
DADAR HATHE KOLOM CHILO CHURE MERECHE
OOH! BODDO LEGECHE.

Knotted Dreams

Some ties everything together and some lets all apart
Like gravity and reaction force
Very confusing yet so true, so hard to believe
Sometimes we have to let everything go past us,
And there is nothing we can do.
But its not harm to take a moment and think,
To think again something different, so far away from reality
Forgetting all the memorable quotes, forgetting all the poetic lines
Forgetting everything we believe, forgetting everything we want to believe.
Just to let our thoughts dance upon the wind
Which may dim the blazing fire, or a moment to rethink.
Gathering all the bare hands together, strengthening the force
Which shall light a secret path, leading to the big crunch
The force which shall reach infinity.

Daridrota

Emonti to chilo na kolpona
Chilo na emoni bhabona
Hridoyhin daridrota
Tomar sathe e kotha to chilo na.

Ai Sriti Jege Robey Chirokaal

Omor Ekushey February. Rokte raanga shei din tir kotha ajo jege ache o jege robe chirokaal amarder moner koney. Icche korey aj moner duar khule shagoto janai shei mohan bektider, jader jonno amra aj bolte pari kotha, 21st FEB na bole boli Ekushey February.

Somewhere Out In The Darkness

Somewhere out in this darkness is a pinch of light,

Someday I will find it and hold it tight,

So what God has taken away my arms and legs?

Whatever left in me is my strength to fight.

                                                             -Naimul Haider

A Color For Love, A Color For Respect

We give flowers at the Shahid Minar to show our respect and our love to the martyrs.

In Our Heart And On Our Face

We express our feelings and respect to the martyrs on Ekushey February by painting the Shahid Minar on our faces and our hearts.

Flags

A flag seller holding a stick full of flags. Millions of Bangladeshis buy flags on Ekushey February to wraps it around them.