Jasmine

I still can smell you, my Jasmine!
Thunder storm passed through yesterday,
The ancient plot of civility is wet now,
Ribs and veins are full of mud,
But Can't destroy the tree
I can still smell you, my Jasmine!

Night, Dark Night, stay long, live long,
It smells as long as darkness exist.
I wanna touch the deep of my Jasmine.

Where from it arrive at my window?
The tale of long shadow
from which village or town
uprooting all the walls of neighbor
Drops into the glass of my wine!
I amaze every night and drink...

Jasmine!
A dream of tree,
A tree of dream...

"... To thee" by Ashfaque habib chowdhury

".....To thee"

Mistakes that I did, I seldom felt.
You ain't around standing alone painful heart held.
Golden memories enriched days,forgotten thee
I feel, I see all alone through from the vicinity of forgotten memory.
Time was like a ship, lost with two commuters in sea, it was.
Floating onwards, happiness and joys without a cause.
Never thought I would tarnish, never thought the end of travel.
Outcomes arrived, had to bear; can't ever be well.
I know not if I ever see you again, if you will be back.
But I miss thee each second, smiles on my face lack.
I beg your forgiveness, I made mistakes, forgive me.
Allegedly, I earnestly wish, I can start a new life with thee.

Days and Promise by Ashfaque Habib Chowdhury

Days and Promise

'Tis the way,time flows like the broken string of a soaring kite.
And, spread drems of people's heart run mile after mile.
The shining bright sunsets and the cute, glossy moon arise.
And some blessed life with love and some broken heart cries.
But, the paths are differed for all to spend the period of a year,
Some keeps the days inside dark box and some wishes to share.

Time passes with some unwanted violence and some affection,
Like the furnace burns, the white and black papers in own fashion.
The people's nature to forget the past and to shines future.
That's the main motto of life that thought everywhere.
None teaches the actual humanity of a normal human mind's secret,
And 'tis the cause turn the white days to dark like burnig cigarette.

Let welcome a year through promising by keeping hand on soul
To, celebrate presents and future with love and the dreamy goal.
Let make the coming days bright and Shining like the stars on sky
Lets resolute with this by giving up smirch and any undesired lie.
"Make you, invent yourself, leave past and become a new."
Every one to believe, keep faith on God and be confident on you.

Let me die by Ashfaque Habib Chowdhury

Let me die

In a night, along desolate, with a cup of poison
While whole universe sleeping, in the prison.
How was their's dreams of freedom...??
How they feel safe in dreadful sound of bomb...?
Black clouds on the head hidden by dark night
which is waiting for the black day to fight.
All great arms, now tippled by toxic of world.
They lost power to trough and to bold..
Perhaps somes try to keep their hand up.
The prisoners of the universe cut these and rub..
Within such danger how a life can alive..
Simple, peaceful, socialistic and in wide waive.
How can i live within disgusted tub...??
So, let me die with the poison cup

O my love by Ashfaque Habib Chowdhury

O.... my love
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O.... my love
On a white glass with pseudo flow
With pain, trouble and billion blow.
Tear falls on the petals of red rose
which I heaped while pose.
My dreams about you awhile the quiet night
blessed with joy, making it bright.
Fooled about over your blue eyes
But, I swindled by rely on your vice.

O... my love
On a drop of blood with your memory
Which was fall to save you from tragedy.
It fails; It covered in the black history of life
which neither was discovered nor did it wipe

O... my love
On the morning's sunlight with gloom eyes
which never wanted to see your cries.
But, tears on my eyes was your prize
My soul surprised to sacrifice such vice.
Still, I am, I will be alive
With your dreams to survive.
It is a promise to you
I will be with my view.