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Mother’s Day Poetry from Bangladesh

May 11 is World Mother’s Day

The Sun, the moon and stars started shining all the way.

Each moment for me is a Mother’s day.

Tasneem Hossain, a renowned multi-lingual poet from Bangladesh, shares her poems

Tasneem Hossain-Bangladesh-Sindh CourierTasneem Hossain is a multilingual poet, columnist, op-ed and fiction writer, educator, translator, and training consultant. She writes poems in English, Urdu, and Bengali. As an op-ed writer, she has authored over 130 articles. Her articles deal with day to day life events and deals with personal development issues; and creates awareness about social and human rights issues. Several of her articles and poems are utilized as teaching material in universities and academies across various countries; some have been referenced in university research papers by academics. She is author of three poetry collections—Grass in Green, The Pearl Necklace, and Floating Feather and a book of articles ‘Split and Splice’, she also leads an international poetry project and group called Life in Lyrics. Additionally, four more books are currently in progress. She served as a faculty member of Business English at Chittagong University of Engineering and Technology. Currently, she is the director of the prominent human resource development organizations, Continuing Education Centre (Bangladesh), and Cansaz Services and Distribution LLC (Canada). With 27 years of experience, she is a highly regarded Business English Language and Communication Management trainer.

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Mother’s Day

My children, I know it’s Mother’s Day.

You will all be coming with gifts and flower bouquets.

Let me tell you my children, today,

The moment you were born: from that very day

Each moment for me is a Mother’s day.

 

I will never let you fail,

If ever you need my help.

When I see you smile and play,

Sun rises for me and makes my day

When I see you happy and gay, letting me know you are okay

Moon and stars start shining for me all the way.

 

You never stop to amaze,

When your modesty people do praise

Goodness kisses you every day,

When you keep vices at bay

In happiness and pride, I start to sway.

You are the best gifts from divinity,

I will go on loving you through eternity.

 

Being always humble and humane,

Respecting, helping others always.

Happily following God’s guided way,

I see you reaching heaven’s gateway.

Blessings of God for you – that is all I pray.

Let me tell you my children today,

The moment you were born, from that very day

The Sun, the moon and stars started shining all the way.

Each moment for me is a Mother’s day.

                                                            -Your Mother

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Remember Me

Remember me, when the sun shines brightly in the eastern sky,

Brightening the day with its sultry gaze above and high;

Remember me, when the moon comes out of the overwhelming clouds

Shining through the darkness of night floating, luminous so proud;

 

Remember me, when there is a heavy shower and downpour,

Falling incessant musical rain drops to make you soar;

Remember me when you see the magical rainbow,

Painting the sky, with all its colorful hue and glow; 

 

Remember me when thunderstorms abound,

Burying with fierce explosions of lightning bolts the world around;

Remember me, when the chilling darkness shrouds and blinds,

Curling its creepy tentacles and winding upon your spines;

Remember my eyes shining through the darkness, giving you light,

Enlightening memories of all our glorious past and prime;

 

Remember me, if the world ever jeers at you,

Leaving you cringing in despair and blue;

Remember me, when you need that reassuring phase,

Twinkling down, from above, smiling face;

Remember me, when the world cheers at you anew,

Thousands of shining faces, looking up at you so true;

 

Remember me, when you are sick and green,

Soothing prayers working like balm, to make you beam and dream;

Remember me, in your sickness and wellness when I am gone,

Nowhere to be seen, or touched, leaving you feeling alone;

Remember me, in your existence as a whole,

For my soul, has always been yours.

 A mother, a lover, a well-wisher to the core –

                                                                           Remember me…….

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