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Aminur Rahman [Bangladesh]

 




What name do I call you today
 
What name do I call you today
- Inanna, Nefertiti, Aphrodite, Saraswati
 
The blue and whiteness of the sky in your body
What terrible beauty surrounds you today
Flying from one sky to another
From one horizon to another
The clouds are moving in the waves of your hair
Kadam flowers are spreading light with your touch
The green leaves are moving with the sweetness of your voice
Sparrows are chirping on the cornice
The standard love puzzle is coming down from the sky
 
What name do I call you today
- Inanna, Nefertiti, Aphrodite, Saraswati
 
 
 
Limerick 
 
When necessity surrenders to love,
Light begins to focus on its stage at exactly the right moment,
Red and blue bulbs lighting up one after the other.
 
There is silence for a while;
The wooden floor suddenly trembles
With the loud bluster of many people,
The incident taking place in a flash.
 
Scenes change, one after another,
Life’s most difficult moments hidden
Beneath the brightest of lights,
And words scribbled on the slate of suffering
Remain on the reverse page of life.
 
 
 
Fear of Death
 
Can you remember?
Once we were lost
Near the Himalayas in the morning
When everyone was plunged in deep slumber.
We woke up through the insistence of a divine impulse
And set out for an untrodden path,
Entering into a terrible state.
I felt as if an angel had sent an invitation
From the highest peck
And we were pursuing his commandment
As if we were two mesmerised beings.     
Your beauty in the morning
Inspired me to follow you, fascinated.
We walked forward towards another marvelous monster.
My apprehension robbed me of my good sense,
But at your touch, I regained my senses.
Every touch of yours took me near the Himalayas repeatedly.
You asked ‘Oh! Poet, are you afraid, afraid of death?
‘There will be a splendid death in these Himalayas.’
 
I was afraid, terrified, as if I
Had wandered in the realm of death
On the wings of my fancy.
When everybody was deeply asleep on that morning,
Only you and I
Were standing there on the white snow,
Invoking death.
 

 
Author’s Biodata:
 
*Aminur Rahman was born in Dhaka, Bangladesh and graduated with an M-PHARM[acy] degree. At present he is considered to be one of the most well-known poets in abroad from Bangladesh. He has published seven collections of poems in Bangla. His work has been translated in more than thirty languages and has poetry books in English (6), Spanish (5), German, Japanese, Mongolian, Arabic, Chinese, French, Italian, Bahasa Malay, Russian and Serbian. He is a renowned writer and art critic and has three prose books in his credit. As an accomplished translator he has translated Thirteen books of poetry and edited few poetry magazines and books including SAARC Anthology of poems and short stories, The Dhaka Review etc. As an invited author, Aminur Rahman has read his work world-wide at various international arts & literary festivals, universities and cultural venues. He was Awarded Chinggish Khaan Gold Medal (2006), Heaven Horse Award (2015) in Mongolia, Numera World Award of Letters (2016) in Malaysia, Contribution Award for International Poetry (2016) in Taiwan, Poet Dinesh Das Award (2019), ISISAR Peace Award (2025) in India, Menada Award (2019) in Macedonia, Bangla Academy Award (2021) in Bangladesh, Golden Knight Award (2022), World Organisation Writes Award (2025) in Russia, IMLF Award (2024) in Indonesia. His official web site, www.aminurrahman.org
 

 

 

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