Swadesh

Porissranto

Benin

London Bombing

https://youtu.be/-8sOJYqHF70

https://youtu.be/2flFdfeHQeQ?list=PLx9GNxvGfQyr5CjTUIkvCc4vx_LrEaYNO

High Stake

Shams Monower-এর কবিতা 'বাঙ্গাবন্ধু' - Bangla Kobita

Shams Monower-এর কবিতা 'বাঙ্গাবন্ধু' - Bangla Kobita

Shokun

First Poem

First Poem

https://youtu.be/wUlylby524M

Denounce

Heartfelt sympathy for the people of GAZA,

 May Allah redeem  !

The Pillars of Might
Rarely cease fire
Or just care
To plunder the cause
And compromise -

'Gaza Trembles
People die
Zionist’s kill
Children under soldiers boot
The world cries'

Humanity trampled

 Across killing fields
Bitter stench
Unmarked cemeteries
No end at sight
Death and helplessness
Just to dominate
While truce is broken
Again and again
Timeless in pain
Facing the ordeal
Dig another trench
Overlook conscience
While Leaders debate
Blame for safe haven
As another helpless father
Buries his dead
On bloody unmarked
Where anguish compels
Undone by justice
Like burnt hideaways
Feeling like fire
Coming out of throat’s of hell !

‘Gaza trembles
People die
Zionist’s smile
Children under soldier’s boot

The world cries‘

Save us Allah
Is this the end
Come on believer’s
Unite
Fight as one
Help fellow mankind
End genocide
Redeem the thirst
To reconcile
Make sure vulture’s don’t fly -

‘Gaza trembles
People die
Zionist’s smile
Children under soldier’s boot
The world cries‘

Cry out mankind
Pray for the gone
Reach out to recite
The silent oath
To protect life
Mobilize voice of Palestine
Fighting the fight
Of a lifetime
Under a twilight
Of a thousand cries
In spite,

‘Gaza trembles
People die
Zionist’s smile
Children under soldier’s boot
The world cries‘ ........

শাবিস্তান 

ঘর্মাক্ত পৃথিবী জেগে ঘুমোয়

অনুভূতিহীন প্রাণের মেলায়

লাল সবুজ হলুদ

সময়ে হাঁপিয়ে বলে উঠতে চায়

দৃষ্টির মরীচিকায় বোমারুর ছত্র  ছায়ায়

রক্তের বন্যায় ভাসে

সাগর মহাসাগর

গোত্রে গোত্রে মহা বিভাগে

জর্জরিত বিশ্বাসে অগ্নিবীণায়

মহাব্যাধির শৃঙ্খলে আগমন বহিঃর্গমন

সাদা কালোর আদিম আচারে

সভ্যতার ভূমিতে

একতার প্রকারভেদে অকারণ মূর্তি

বিভক্তির কাদা ছোঁড়ায়

জন্ম নেওয়া অন্তিম স্থায়িত্ব

ভালোবাসার অভাবে

অসম্মানিত মা ও মাটি

ধ্বংসের সংমিশ্রিত মশাল

জ্বেলে উঠলেও

বাধ সাধে মানব।

Bangabondhu

Neta

Liberation

I was born in a time of liberation

Never saw blood that was shed

Only heard tales

Of brave men and women-

They fought to make this land great

For the future to behold-

Great speeches left their mark on our minds

Men of great stature died

Guns replaced promised love

History was distorted to change time

While the peasant cried

Some politicians use faith for gain

Fundamentalists dig intellectual’s grave

None there to judge acts

Politics of rape began...

I walked fields of my land

Found an innocence so kind

Something the fortunate can exploit

Please their pride,

Only a few control their fate

While they sweat

Making some great...

No literacy to open the mind

68000 villages left out of sight

Peace for the Socialite

When will Allah hear our call

There are vultures all around

Eating away flesh and eyes

Is this why three million people died?

Governments come and go

Anarchy prevails more than before

Assurances of fair play

While making past mistakes

Money key issue to buy and sell

Concrete evidence of heavenly hell

These people should be sent to jail

Or made to toil under the scorching sun

Feel the farmer’s pain,

Grow insane...

Generals of my time have taken it all

Stayed in power too long

Autocrats should rot in hell

They make everyone their slave

Whatever U say we saw it all

Democracy being turned upside down

A land of freedom should have it all

Peace and love

For the muscled common man

Who does it all

Food, shelter, jobs

Is all that they want...

Be sensuous the Ruling class

Exploitation also has a cost

I warn everyone as time will say

The poor shall rise again

Too much time is passing by

Patience is running out

No guns can stop the mass

Wounded tigers fear none–

Please don’t forget these lines I say

Use true intellect to read this poem

A poet with a broken pen

Who may never feel this way again

Don’t U think fairness

Should come back to our Lives?

No threats can oppress the thinkers mind

Because they feel pain

To see tricks of power

U play so well,

I predict your time shall soon end.

New faces will come and go

Follow,

Path taught by U

What can they do?

Don’t forgive me for writing these lines

Only serving time

A country being raped

By oppressors and oppressed

How much can she take?

Take time to ask your mind

Don’t use Islam to commit crimes

Razakar’s, Mullahs

Out there in the streets

Preaching their peace

Using religion as a shield to

Protect and destroy

Most of them don’t know the meaning of

The very things they teach.

Nobody is above the law they say

While killers walk free if they pay

This is the justice of our land

No reward for sacrifice...

These are difficult times

When will peace return?

Time and tide will go on...

Sad to sing this song

Love for this land

Made me write these words

Making me restless...

I pray to the setting sun

A poet’s wish so that an artist returns

Paint my land like S.M Sultan

Who too felt misery of the common man,

Let’s hope justice takes pride

Showing Bengali’s a newest sunlight...

https://youtu.be/4QSoCH1lMOE?list=PLx9GNxvGfQyrOGCFPiabytzOanKBkP2fQ

আলোকপাত

আলোর ঝুমুর তালে দিগন্ত নাচে

জীবন অসারতাকে বিদায় জানিয়ে

প্রত্যঙ্গের মাঝে ব্যাকুলতা কবিতায়

সবুজ দিগন্তের আশা ভরা প্রান্তে

স্বাগত আশ্বাসের স্নিগ্ধতায়

প্রতিটি মুহূর্তের ছিটেফোঁটা

মাথা ধুইয়ে

ভাবি,

দরকার আছে বারে বার

দরকার আছে চেষ্টার।

অটুট ভালোবাসা

যেন রয় অমর

এক নিঃশ্বাসে সুর বেঁধে

অচিন ভাগ্য পাখি

ভাবনার স্বপ্নে নিরূপণে

নেই মূল্য

দিনের আলোকপাতের ॥

Fireplace Blues  

She talks of broken love

He smells cheap perfume

Mother cries all night

They all drink Daddy’s blood....

Sister please tell when

Brother will u be there

Lord we shall feast,

There will be laughter

There will be wine

There will be answers,

Tongue will swallow

Anything in sight..

Burn pages in the city square

Sit out all day in the snow

Buy placards

Find someone..

The fireplace shall burn tonight;

I shall sacrifice my lover’s gift

For the wood that burns

The tree that is no more..

Fumes live in hollowed heavens

Deep inside mournful lungs

And the mind lies reckless

Searching for a perfect start

After the last finishing..

There is vision

There is reaction

There is joy

There is grief

There are songs,

There is just one voice.....

AC/DC - Thunderstruck (Live - River Plate - Concert Clip)

Aami Banglai Gaan Gai - Mahmuduzzaman Babu - Music Video

http://www.thedailystar.net/…/shooting-star-leaps-oblivion-…

Shadhinota

Nishfol Kobir Kobitta

https://youtu.be/2flFdfeHQeQ

Janaler Aral

Proshonno

Janaler Aral

https://youtu.be/QOMoqj6-4_w

With Hold

Natun Asha

Conscience at Convenience by Barnard

Sati

Swadesh

Reaching Devotion

Porissranto

Haqmaola

Black & White

Mohakhushi

Ostitto

Nishfol Kobir Kobitta

Spot Light

Shadhinota

Natun Asha

Nishfol Kobir Kobitta

https://youtu.be/FXddfSEyDe0

First Poem

With Hold

Clay Fingers

Benin

Fireplace Blues

She talks of broken love

He smells cheap perfume

Mother cries all night

They all drink Daddy’s blood....

Sister please tell when

Brother will u be there

Lord we shall feast,

There will be laughter

There will be wine

There will be answers,

Tongue will swallow

Anything in sight..

Burn pages in the city square

Sit out all day in the snow

Buy placards

Find someone..

The fireplace shall burn tonight;

I shall sacrifice my lover’s gift

For the wood that burns

The tree that is no more..

Fumes live in hollowed heavens

Deep inside mournful lungs

And the mind lies reckless

Searching for a perfect start

After the last finishing..

There is vision

There is reaction

There is joy

There is grief

There are songs,

There is just one voice.....

Sacrifice or Stand Restless

 Among proud cells of knowledge

Pride builds happy nests

Wrestling others to know of their quest

Contemplating deeds of the gifted.

Wise men left their marks on our books

Morals took separate outlooks

Young minds hungry for knowledge

Never ending tale of anxious moments

Under shadows of a light that deceives

True knowledge is as light as a breeze

In names of certificate, degrees?

Please feel free,

Forgive teachers

Who preached their thoughts

Noble deeds, unfulfilled trust

Brotherhood a must

In this era of guns, fame

Too many die

Few reign

Nightmares of holocaust, cocaine...

No remorse can change this world

Bloodshed

Causes unheard..

Fools unleash terror in a subtle way

Innocence gets sacrificed for fair play

Remembering a light that shows the way

Inside an abyss of a thousand tales...

Still fight battle of senses

Whether to sacrifice or stand restless

Guns have replaced true love

Not all success stands on strong grounds...

Bemused like the thousand stars

Guilt plays a silent part

See destruction's of human hearts...

Hey Meye

Shoktir Porajita Bir

Land of a Thousand Tales

AC/DC - Thunderstruck

Message 1

Pink Sheet Lovin

Restless Fire

Don't Drive

সুরের মূর্ছনা

এই সারথি

কোথায় হাতে হাত

চুপচাপ দাঁড়িয়ে বলব

পরিবেশ স্বাচ্ছন্দ্যে ইচ্ছা যাত্রা

নেই কাছে সবুজ ঘাসে

হলুদ লাল কথা বলে

শুরু থেকে সবুজ

অজুহাতে তারপর

বলবে না ভাষা

জীবন গাড়ি

সুরের মূর্ছনায়

স্থাবর সুচনা

চারিদিক জাগে

মর্মের চেতনা।

Reasoning

Convince another invigorating soothe

Blinding every forfeited lust

Still left standing,

Values venture cold and heat

Eyes silence every after beat

Step into the sink

Swim every breath

Telling stories of how it is

Whether truth touches justice

Letting honor benefit

From the intriguing middle

Rather than odds

Ruthlessly surrendering to one god…

Gorjon Bimukh

Nishfol Kobir Kobitta

Shokun

Black & White

Don't Stop Believin'

Journey - Open Arms

Dream  

Hear songs of the bats

Came to say goodbye

Last night

While I was taking a ride

Guess what happened after time

Felt like a flight

Bats and me without a wing

In the gear

Warning the wretched

Of hanging time

Redeeming pride

Feeling joy

Like a tear drop

Through the eyes of heaven

Who has seen it all

Unlike the virgin bat

Does not even have sight

Like me

Who drinks Potter’s wine,

Virgin bat walks over my spine

After time........

https://youtu.be/2flFdfeHQeQ?list=PLx9GNxvGfQyr5CjTUIkvCc4vx_LrEaYNO

Retrospect

Shahriar Feroze reviews Shams Monwer’s poetic quest for creative excellence...

The collection of poems, named Retrospect peruses not only the writer’s thrive to create but speaks of his imagination and belief. His life and thoughts, according to him, was shown and shaped by no other than the late S.M. Sultan. However, a collection of 39 poems by Shams Monower speaks of a dreamer who has picked up the pen for re-discovering himself and the reality that surrounds him.

Shams the poet sketched reality of post – liberation Bangladesh through the opening poem Liberation. It’s packed with multiple messages complimented with a sharp tone of dissent and grief. It speaks of promises made by our leaders which they failed to deliver and exploits of successive military juntas and the neo-bourgeoisie elite in Bangladesh.

He also referred to fundamentalism, extremism and lawlessness that are starkly noticeable in today’s Bangladesh. Most of them are topped with an idealistic dream of a rebel - but so are many poems in recent times. To many, it may appear to resemble proletariat demands and anguish. However, the poem too, concludes with Sultan’s envisioning of a Bangladesh meant for all.

His heartache to be a part of an unfair social order is farther reiterated in the Survival’s Inconsistent Sanity.

The poet may have worshipped earth, wind and fire in line with his late guru Sultan but at the same time can’t be labelled as an atheist. He seeks refuge from torments and oppressions to god by a number of his poems including prayer; extols his guru Sultan; weave imaginations about choice, destiny and redemption and ruminates over the repeated disillusionment's delivered by newspapers.

One hand bites the dust is composed to remonstrate the killings caused by the western powers to hunt down Bin Laden. But can’t resist from asking the poet, by killing Bin Laden have the US or its allied countries for that matter have really won the War on Terror?

The poet’s sense of erotica seemed to puzzle this reviewer while reading Jargon. The joys of sex must have been explored from firsthand experiences but the similes and metaphors used to express satisfaction seemed too ceremonial. Perhaps, it was my inadequacy to pierce through his poetic lenses.

Nevertheless, poets have immense capabilities to express their thoughts like abstract artists, many of which are either misunderstood or not understood at all. The poet Shams Monwar’s poems appeared like a mix between nonfigurative and concrete expressions. The poet also hasn’t resorted to strictly follow any particular poetic aspects, so assonance, alliteration, ambiguity; onomatopoeia similar to the rhythm may seem strewn. Composed through an open approach Retrospect speaks of a man whose subjects of interest are diversified.

The bottom line is most of Shams’s subjects have already been written about but an attempt to suggest differential interpretation of old subjects or to evoke emotive responses are surely there. Also the poems are not restricted within specific cultures and genres.

The reviewer is a journalist

Published: 2:44 am Monday, February 02, 2015
Last modified: 2:39 am Monday, February 02, 2015

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Posted by Shams Monower · January 19, 2015 at 7:13pm

Heartfelt sympathy for the people of GAZA, May Allah redeem!



The Pillars of Might
Rarely cease fire
Or just care
To plunder the cause
And compromise -

'Gaza Trembles
People die
Zionist’s kill
Children under soldiers boot
The world cries'

Humanity trampled across killing fields
Bitter stench
Unmarked cemeteries
No end at sight
Death and helplessness
Just to dominate
While truce is broken
Again and again
Timeless in pain
Facing the ordeal
Dig another trench
Overlook conscience
While Leaders debate
Blame for safe haven
As another helpless father
Buries his dead
On bloody unmarked
Where anguish compels
Undone by justice
Like burnt hideaways
Feeling like fire
Coming out of throat’s of hell !

‘Gaza trembles
People die
Zionist’s smile
Children under soldier’s boot
The world cries‘

Save us Allah
Is this the end
Come on believer’s
Unite Fight as one
Help fellow mankind
End genocide
Redeem the thirst
To reconcile
Make sure vulture’s don’t fly -

‘Gaza trembles
People die
Zionist’s smile
Children under soldier’s boot
The world cries‘

Cry out mankind
Pray for the gone
Reach out to recite
The silent oath
To protect life
Mobilize voice of Palestine
Fighting the fight
Of a lifetime
Under a twilight
Of a thousand cries In spite,

‘Gaza trembles
People die
Zionist’s smile
Children under soldier’s boot
The world cries‘ ........

Shams Monower

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