Weeping willow
He has travelled all over the domains
world at hand, from palm to uncharted turfs.
All the bounties of the planet as he gets
Even thousands miles away from where he at.
He desperately scheduled a trip on trees
His roadmap today to bundle diversed paths
towards one tight focused and focal way
Walk around to see all trees near and far.
White oaks—how splendor, what a spread!
All span of his life knew there are instance
of being veteran to face fire and hurdles
Never give up facing off whatever comes on
Coast redwoods resemble true warriors.
Japanese maples break out as colour splash
they bloom in gardens, on edges of paths.
Despite all these, the clueless chap says,
You have been walking around the clock
the diverse gestures of different trees alive.
But you indeed, I say did not see anything
Since you did not observe a weeping willow.
Self portrait
Enquiries raised above the dark blue sky
Questions go up and up over to the hill
‘Cause I truly do not have any question.
I am smack in the middle of the crossroads
This is what I am do not have time to dig in
People are lined up behind my old car
They got to get by to merge the highways.
So I gotta move, so does everybody else
Everyone heading out to go recklessly to run
They are stepped on it to go with the flow.
All are rushing cause they have nowhere to go.
I know you are inwardly in the same league
I am not moving at all, because this is who I am
I am desparately destined everywhere to go
no home to be, no plumes to be warmed under.
How about l keep it straight—leave me alone
With one favor just don’t let me know you left.
That organ
You got that organ prayerfully catchy
The vibes spontaneously I swing by
Achieved me fruits yellow mango all.
Not a horse rather not a puffy lion yet
run across a forest mountain rhymes.
My childhood green elementary school
two blocks off my neighbourhood.
Science stress, success of urban life
Flashes in higher end Buzzy shop
I back out of a trendy flock of trojans
A long trip to Pocono gets me old dust
not shinny without an antique touch.
Nothing could capture me in a bit
all except your usual known sad smile
Brings me ease on any days shaggy
You got that organ prayerfully catchy.
Word mountains
Buddha Siddharth says,
you here come under the pieces of shadow
and listen in a splendid meditation
all desire are the roots of all sufferings,
Friedrich Nietsche says,
you engage here on the sidewalk of a city
I know you are split togetherly alone
but listen to me within a meaningless mood
all sufferings are the roots of all greatness,
a farmer painter in sweat says,
you can not be pale or a cornfield of Van Gogh
Listen which is deliverd waterly plain
all greatness are the roots of all injustice.
Street log
Time goes slow especially the night does
I never knew that before everything has skins
Silene, fear, memory, prayer all are heavy
all are covered with skins, skins are sharp
they drop from sky full of broken stars
pounce on me who tries to sleep under stairs.
It’s always a long night for a homeless
I breathe short, vision diminutive, little hope
Only silence long, craving makes head spins
nobody notices me only hunger tells I exist.
still I forget if I was born or a wipped out drop
I am invisible like God or an undercover cop.
Badruzzaman Alamgir, a poet, playwright and translator was born in lowland area Bajitpur, Kishoregonj, Bangladesh. He studied from grade school to college in Bajitpur, Kishoregonj, and then Dhaka University. He has been in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, USA for 29 years.
Bibliography by Badruzzaman Alamgir is as below.
Plays / ‘Nononpurer Melay Ekjon Komola Sundoree O Ekti Bagh Aashe’: A Tiger and Beautiful Komola Come to the Fair of Nononpur; ‘Aber Pangkha Loiya’: Engaging Breeze of Cloud. Parable / ‘Hridpeyarar Subas’: Fragrance of Infinity. Poetry / ‘Nodio pash fere jodiba Hongsee Bolo’: River Turns Around Since You Call Her A Goose; ‘Pichutane Toltolayoman Haowagulir Bhitor’: Staggering Nostalgia along the Flow of Winds; ‘Durotwer Sufiyana’: Spirituality Within Distance. Translated poems anthology / ‘Dheugulo Jomoj Bon’: Twin Sister Waves. Upcoming anthology of English poems / ‘Celebrating Next Silence’.
Gaanpaar English Originals
গানপার কবিতার, কবিতার গানপার
- bring me ease on anydays shaggy || Badruzzaman Alamgir - September 1, 2026
- অপূর্ণ জীবনের নান্দনিক সহমর্মিতা || আয়াজ আহমদ বাঙালি - August 30, 2026
- মন হইলো…মানুষ মূলত… || রোদ্দুর রিফাত - August 30, 2026
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