স্পন্দন/Impulse

I’ve written several poems but this one was the second poem that I wrote in Bengali Language. Bangla is a language that is very close to my heart. Didn’t want to translate the lines, so accept my apology but I feel like the translation would’ve snatched the actual flavor & rawness of the poem. But if anyone wants to know then I would definitely share a short summary about it.

স্পন্দন

ভালবাসা সে তো এক বিভীষিকার নাম;
আগুনের মত জ্বলে,
শৈল্পিক এক স্পন্দন।

কিন্তু…..
বুঝে ওঠার আগেই হারিয়ে যায়।

দিন, বছর, যুগ;
বার্ধক্য আসে,
মানুষ বদলে যায়…

মানুষের সেই সারিতে আমি কেমন প্রানী?
যে আজও স্মৃতি আঁকড়ে বাঁচি?

আশা? কেমন আশা?
(অট্টহাসির শব্দ আসে চারপাশ থেকে)

হাহাকার উঠে হৃদয়ের মাঝে,
আর্তনাদে মুষড়ে পড়ি,

বক্ষভেদ করে বিষাক্ত তীর।

১০ মার্চ, ২০১৫
ঢাকা, বাংলাদেশ

© AlvnaKarim

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The Irony

How it Happened?

Thought about writing a poem without using pronouns and ended up writing this one.

Poem #4
The Irony

Glad to remember every single trail,
Stored closely into the human brain.
The good ones & the opposite ones,
Harsh failings, clueless blames.

Took it all, also swallowed;
It was the little world, have always adored...

Seen that drowning, upside down and the deterioration;
Red cells couldn’t stop the cremation.

On the other side, wish everything is going well to live;
Hope present days brought the peace this side couldn’t give.
Hope finding ‘peace’ is healing for real,
Hope perfect life has eliminated the absolute obstacle.

Place: Tennessee, Usa

© AlvnaKarim

Calla Lilies

Love for Spring

Love towards nature is one of my weaknesses. I love to learn about flowers and their names. Took this beautiful snapshot from my Aunt’s backyard garden.

Pink Calla Lilies

Spring is beautiful,
Spring is lavish.

Spring is colorful,
Spring is pinkish.

Spring is cheerful,
Spring is childish…

© AlvnaKarim

Swollen Blisters

How it Happened?

Woke up in the morning and felt the urge to write. Literally while brushing teeth wrote down my very first poem. I think the picture influenced to write it.

The picture attached was created by pouring ice cold water into a glass. The zoomed picture and a bit editing created an awesome artwork!

Poem #1
Swollen Blisters

I’ve grown much now,
I’m a new person.
Why am I new?
Because of the wounds.

Scars are still there,
Reminds me everyday about the swollen blisters.
Pain is still there,
Underneath the covered skin just like hidden splinters.

I don’t lose hope,
As I’m a warrior.
But when memories haunt me,
It leaves the barrier.

I won’t lose hope,
As Almighty heals me when I crawl.
I will be striking,
As long as my dead cells fall.

© AlvnaKarim

Precious

How it Happened?

Tangled thoughts influenced to come up with these lines. Ended up writing my fifth poem that got published.
The book is called ‘Upon Arrival: Inception’.

Links:
1. https://m.barnesandnoble.com/w/upon-arrival-eber-wein-publishing/1128889422
2. https://www.amazon.com/Upon-Arrival-Eber-Wein-Publishing/dp/1608806278

Poem #5
Precious

Both never believed in love at any sight,
Was caught up with the blissful togetherness which was definitely a delight.

Months after months the company never seemed monotonous,
Felt like found the eternal peace which was indeed so precious.

Both got confused between the dilemma of heart and brain,
Couldn’t figure for a while that destiny was weaving something uncertain.

Goodbyes after the daylight was becoming the hardest part,
Stored the day’s laughter by quilling it beneath the safest place in the heart.

One night over the phone, meaningless arguments were about to tear both apart;
Quietly the silent wind whispered the truth by leaving two creatures for a heavenly start.

© AlvnaKarim