*** I see a poem where the poet calls the new generation to revolution. The poet writes -
Cheguyevara on a busy day
Raise your thunderbolt, the soul of the exploiter
Do not tremble - long live the revolution!
The patriotism of the poet became bright. We see -
“Let's go back and see
How are you, people of the country, the soil; ”
Let's see again
“I was never close to the ground,
Anyway, the soil recognizes me, right? ”
*** "Jal O Jaane Kolahol" - The collection of poems contains two feminist poems. Respectively -
Don't lose your sweetness;
Keep your sweetness,
In beauty, be balanced in Sushma.
*** We can guess - the poet is calling the woman to be immortal in her own right. In poetry, the poet wants to say that it is impossible to understand a woman without being born a man and not just a man.
The poet writes -
You will not understand, you were not born a girl
You don't understand what a girl really wants.....
“Why are you stumbling like a rat
By the way, we are not wandering all day and all night
Behind the grain profit? ”
*** Strong utterance of the poet against the practice of flattery -
"Don't expect Kurnish,
At least from me -
Many sell in that currency
That coin is useless to me. "
The poet draws pictures of our mothers and our fathers in words. Our mothers are like a lifetime to us, a reflection of our fathers and the passing of time.
In the language of the poet -
"Fathers are like that - like a tree -
Mothers are like that - like a river. "
*** Again, in an instant the poet takes us on a journey of golden childhood when it catches our eye
The water picture of our past woke up in an instant at the memory of a middle class boy. In the language of the poet -
"And all that, that father's rough hand, that soft call."
Dad, get up, not your test today! ”
** ª We have to stop for a while at the end of the battle of easily conceivable life. We have to keep our heads in the lap of time. Jibanananda writes - "Evening comes at the end of all days like the sound of dew"
W. H. Auden writes - It was late, late in the evening,
The lovers they were gone;
The clocks had ceased their chiming,
And the deep river ran on. (As I walked Out One Evening)
Poet Reza Haque writes - Escape to the shade of the forest.
Thami, the trees whistled and picked up the lap.
*** A few poems have to be mentioned separately. This poem seems to be read in its entirety - man is as big as his dream but never dreams. For example, but a time has passed
When this house is more beautiful than the sky, than the river
Knew to be ...
*** A traveler of light who follows his elder light carriers and at the same time shows the direction of the path to the younger new travelers. The poet writes.
They will throw stones - they have thrown stones before - history
Witness, their stones were covered in blood
People who loved the light,
*** I know the thought of the poet's death in poem no. Death is eternal and manifests itself in nature.
The poet writes - Occasionally a black cat
Where did you come from?
In conclusion, I would like to conclude that in the whole collection, almost every feeling of life is evoked by imagery and analogy and a sense of life stands on a huge canvas.
In addition to all the poems of the poet, the poet draws a picture of life. As a general reader I have only tried to understand the poems in a very general way and I have only written my expressions.
Writer: Nabil Siam...