Five Romantic poems of Tareq Samin

21 November 2019
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Tareq Samin is a Bangladeshi Poet, Writer and Editor. He is author of five books, include two poetry collections, two Short Stories collections and a Novel. Some of his poems are translated in English, Spanish, German, Slovak, Portuguese, French and Hungarian Languages. Nature, Love and humanism are central to his work.


The sunset in Nagarkot hills


I am standing with a friend
yet I am alone
and thinking about you.
The sun is setting in the west
of Nagarkot hills.
Twilight are visible at skyline
clouds are kissing with the forest greens.
birds and insects are making noisy sounds
evening temperature is getting chilled.
fogs and clouds are flying like soft cottons
and I am alone
with many people.
Most tourist couple have already left,
how unlucky they are
those did not kissed each other
in this foggy mountain evening.



Difference between you and me


In your such a surprising depth

I feel


also what an astonishing restlessness

prevails in me.

How serene you are, loving and realistic

and more.

How idealistic and mystical I am!

When you spans yourself like the sky

Then I search the depth of the sea,

Revolution rebellion and breaking the boundary

is my morale

Bondage hypnosis and mesmerization are

of your customs.

I want to break and build

I want to die and then be renewed in life

You want certainty

and want to love.


Sunana (listen) she said


During my eating in a restaurant
I discovered
the most sweet
Nepali word.

Suddenly they came,
a young couple.

Just after they sit
the man tried to kiss the women
the women with little laughing
said, ‘Sunana’
the man stop just like an obedient child
just after one sweet word

the word
someone repeat in my ears
Sunana, Sunana
Sunana please.




I see in you
is not only
through my eyes
but also through my heart.

This is why
I will be always
the winner.


Expected Love


Two pairs of pinkish lips would be kissed up

as if like the sucking of liquid chocolate,

The endless time will be spent up

to keep my head on your breast,

In a serene silence I’ll smack of your lock’s smell.

In the recess of my work

I’ll search the depth of your mind,

In the night I’ll whisper the words

Which are very much secret and only for us!

When the sleep’ll haunt me

then you’ll embrace me,

And when after the game of love

You’ll be exhausted then you’ll sink in slumber.

In the morning when we’ll wake up from the primal sleep

Then we’ll draw a sheet to be together.

After that taking a bath both we the two will

take an outing of our respected work,

Only for this expectation I crave you my dear,

For this need Age after Age our middle class life

will be living for ever.

Literary Editor

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