Sabyasachi Nazrul- Srilongol,

Sabyasachi Nazrul

Biography: Sabyasachi Nazrul

Sabyasachi Nazrul

Father’s name: syed Md. Kadam ali Mir

Mother’s name: Momtaz Begum

Village: Srilongol

P.o: Bhojeswar

P.s: Naria

Dist: Shariatpur.

Mobile: 01940448736

Published book name: Sapna Uran, Ekti Tarjonir Isara.

Auditor & Publisher: Krittinasar kritti

Joint books: 17th

Honour & crests: Baboi Prokasani writer crest, Mowchak best poet and writer honours crest, amader gaan kobita best poet, writer & convener crest, abul kalam Sahitya utsab poet and writer honours crest, asma Begum Faundation writer honours crest, best 10 golpokar crest.

01.

In the Mujib Year

In the Mujib year, in Mujib bars

In the new hares going forword country going forword,

Bangabandhu’r Bangladesh

The Gold Bangladesh

That’s pretty much it.

A new history will be created for development

Fourthly enlightened light

The world meeting will be best for everyone,

With a strong heart

Going forword country going forword,

That’s pretty much it.

O my dear motherland

Love love love love

I want you, love is unending

I gave my blood and soul for you.

In the Mujib year

In a fiery flams of fiery flams

Guilty businessman cheater butt brokers,

Unjust injustice

Let the Ashes burn.

The sinners corridor, the guilt of sin

Let it bud and twist to the ground

Let the sin and sinner be destroyed.

In the Mujib year, Mujib bars

In the glaring light the new harsha

Going forward o my dear country

The gold Bangladesh.

02.

The death of feeling

Quiet senseless bluish blue beach

There is a human child

after the dull frozen!

She is wearing blue shorts and a red shirt.

There’s a face down, there’s food has no

Whose baby is that?

Lifeless body wearing blue socks red shoes,

Ah! It’s like a blooming rose.

Wavy water into the yard  of witty sand

The conversation is going on silently,

Slow day in the bloodstream is saying restless bloody soul,

Listen, people of the barbaric world…

You can’t be cruel, heretical, civilized!

My mother-father-brother-sister was killed by bullets.

I pierced my young body with bullets,

Look! The sea has not swallowed me

Returned to the shore…

He is an imperialist, capitalist, bandit, vampire monster.

You are throwing your countrymen into a sea

Without Claus, at the gates of death.

03.

Victory Means

Victory means the smile of a smiling new born baby.

Victory means drowning of growing up.

Victory means the suet of blood moon red and green.

Victory means melodious melody in a  bird’s voice.

Victory means breaking the shackles of subjugation.

Victory means the soul of the sovereign country.

04.

Grasshoppers

Grass hoppers sit and dance and jump,

Khuku forget to read while busy catching grasshoppers.

Where is khukumoni sonamoni called mother,

If you want to eat then Your book in hand.

She grabbed the grasshoppers without listening to his mother,

Then khuku’s mind is good so the book opens and read.

05

Dream Flight

Oh, a million dreams in a nourished chest,

Dreamy flying birds that do not fly!

In a full moon full of light,

Dreams fly in the blue sky of jotsna.

I fill lively

O my dear sweet golden bird.

Fearless mass on both wings float in the dreamy golden sky.

Never get lost like a dream bird

In the last hours of waiting for the end of the dream.

Indomitable determination

But concentrate on your face immaenlately beautiful eyebrows.

After someone’s bowl volner ratnar rice

Tell me why I will stop behind the place?

Look at the hundreds of those for away drinks

The door to dream success,

But why is it so late?

Move forward with a firm oath on the right way.

* English poems are 32.

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