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হুমায়রা হারুন
মানুষের শ্রেষ্ঠত্ব শুধু প্রযুক্তিতে নয়, বরং মননের বিনিময়ে। ব্লগে যোগাযোগের মধ্যে সেই শ্রেষ্ঠত্বেরই প্রকাশ ঘটে। আপনি যখন লেখেন, মন্তব্য করেন, কিংবা অন্যের ভাবনা পড়েন — আপনি তখন মানব প্রজাতির মননে অংশ গ্রহন করেন।
The lost bird
The bird has lost its way
In a dark blue winter night
It was unknown to thyself
Whether it was flying right
(When) there occurred a long fly
Flying flying very high
Lost suddenly with a cry
Destiny gave a great good bye
Now the bird is abandoned by all
Having no time to have a stroll
Lonely bird searching its way
Its own home that is far away
Home wasn’t found in such a wide place
Time wasn’t given to take a rest
Getting harder to have a pace
Lost bird will still make a quest.
৩ টি 
+০/-০২| ২৭ শে জুলাই, ২০২৬ রাত ১:০১
হুমায়রা হারুন বলেছেন: Morning Dew
This morning I saw a crystal dew
Oh! My darling, was that really you?
With color of joy and boundless hue
I looked around to find you.
While searching you singing a rhyme
All of a sudden I hear the chime
In every day at every time
My thought paints you as of mine.
Morning sprinkles color in my eye
Drops of color that I need to cry
My tear turns into morning dew
In my sky I finish painting you.
It appears as if you are here
When it wakes up with a drop of tear
Awaken Morning whispers in my ear
Tells me (Huma) for you I am always there.
29th July, 2007
Tallahassee, 9.56 am
৩| ২৭ শে জুলাই, ২০২৬ রাত ১:৩৭
হুমায়রা হারুন বলেছেন: Shayeri -1
Even if it rains I will not stop coming to you
But if … it doesn’t rain ..I will stop..and wait for the rain to come.
14th Nov.,2006
©somewhere in net ltd.
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২৪ শে জুলাই, ২০২৬ রাত ২:৪৫
হুমায়রা হারুন বলেছেন:
GRRR --Roar of a Lioness
Hello my dear Mr. Interesting
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You areee myyy pum pum
You are my Teddy
You are my Lover
Who is always ready.
Don't give yourself, since she is a Lion
She will eat you, finish you up
She is like an Iron.
A Lion is ferocious
Iron has no heart
Don't give yourself
Don't make you part.
This is my first poem
I don't know how it come in my mind
It came like a thunder
May be I found someone (you) very kind.
Making me ponder
As you are a psychologist too,
How will I be assessed
If you are not given any clue.
I want to keep you in mystery
You will reveal yourself
Don't know what will happen at last
But don't throw me for recycle.