Banglaguy's Collection of Short stories.

[Banglaguy]

Another poem written by me:


My lines would spark fires;
look into the heart of liars.
In your eyes I see a moon, ready to sleep,
and in your hand I see a sun ready to weep.
For chaos is alive tonight, but still not breathing,
Caged in his own little world, unable to hear this.
As I learnt myself, pain is a present, death is its gift.
Look into my eyes, and tell me, what do you see?
Do you see a pool of misery?
An ocean of black and never ending despair?
Or do you see a world of nothing.
When I die, all I can do is ask myself this:
Lord, why oh why, did I not try.
And forever in this cloth of white, and in the covering of night,
Shall I lie forever.

[Naimul_Hd]

Originally Posted by Banglaguy
As the moon makes it's final stand, only darkness lies in it's path. A hope of a new day is yet to come, and all it can do is hope...
All it can do is pray. Another sleepless night amongst many, a jewel amongst stones. A diamond in the rough. Though man is slowly waking from it's slumber, the moon's about to begin it's journey, over the hill.
And it weeps a fair good night, as in the end, it dies from the light. His brother betrays him, and stabs him in the dark. Little does he know, that darkness will fall once again. Over the hill, the young prince waits.

The prince of the heavens. The moon.

man, the more i read, the more i love you. I feel like you are in some sort of pain which shows in your writing thus your writing has such a thoughtful meaning (at least i find it). Short but yet very powerful. Loved it man.

I agree with Shuza bhai. Some of them are really really good to be published in Magazines. Please keep writing.

[Naimul_Hd]

Originally Posted by Banglaguy
Another poem written by me:


My lines would spark fires;
look into the heart of liars.
In your eyes I see a moon, ready to sleep,
and in your hand I see a sun ready to weep.
For chaos is alive tonight, but still not breathing,
Caged in his own little world, unable to hear this.
As I learnt myself, pain is a present, death is its gift.
Look into my eyes, and tell me, what do you see?
Do you see a pool of misery?
An ocean of black and never ending despair?
Or do you see a world of nothing.
When I die, all I can do is ask myself this:
Lord, why oh why, did I not try.
And forever in this cloth of white, and in the covering of night,
Shall I lie forever.

Too good. Another BG jewel. I can too relate this to my life. Loved it too man

When I die, all I can do is ask myself this:
Lord, why oh why, did I not try.

[Banglaguy]

Thank you Chachu, I really appreciate everything you tell me, it edges me to go forward
I don't know which magazines would publish them

[Banglaguy]

And this fear empowers me. It eats me. How do I live with it on my back? My hand is full of it, yet I must remain strong… My ears ring the bells of fear, yet I must stay strong. I live it, I die through it. In the end, I merely accept it.
And as though fear finally accepted its fate, these words uttered destroyed fear. And now,
never to be seen again. Never to be heard.
It is the thought of fear, in which we all place our fears.
The perpetual incarceration, the endless shift, the hopeless hope, the dying life. It's a cacophony of words, lyrics of the mind, food of my thought...
It shall live on with me, neither breathing, nor really existing. A mere shadow in a world of light, a world of revelations.
Stand back and behold, fathom this epic stature of secrets. It is a code I hold upon thou, be it under your control my liege that it stays with your heart...
My young fellow, when you fail, you fall, when you succeed you fall. When you live you must indeed one day fall.
Take heed of your actions, and bestow them upon your heart. Take your failures and make them kings of success.
The word lives for you, and only through you can success exist.

[Naimul_Hd]

I would say, try some local magazine first. Send them or email them 1/2 sample copy of your writings. Ask them whether they are happy to publish few of your writing. No harm in trying right, as you mentioned -

When I die, all I can do is ask myself this:
Lord, why oh why, did I not try.

[Banglaguy]

That Quote shall be my motto from now one I guess, never die thinking... In london, I don't know many local magazines, but I might contact my area's tri-annual paper, see if that works..

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[Banglaguy]

I know it's not a short story, but it's an instrumental I made

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[Banglaguy]

And so I walk a road of length and time, the feeling; beautiful.
The feeling so sublime, it bring the end of mine.

Contrast my thoughts of the grave, leads to being insane.
Pondering and shaking,
All my soul does is taking.

I fight this battle with a pad and pain
Can I be the king of the flame.
Can the fire ignite me, give my world some pain.
Light so bright it put's the sun to shame. The moon gives a breath to a dying night.

But it moves and leaves, it's like it doesn't exist. It hides in the light, it causes chaos in the night.
A challenge of the free,
It leaves us with misery.

It sounds cliché, but yet so new.
It reminds me of you.
It holds my breath for me,
Without open arms.

When I close my eyes,
I open my heart.

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[bujhee kom]

Arrey Shafie!! Tumar emotional romantic lekha porey tow money hocche tumi Premer aguney + Hormoner jalai joley purey morcho!!!

[Navarene]

A gem to read them. Some thoughts are inspirational, some thoughts are somber, melancholic. But at the end all the pieces are worth reading. Keep up the writing, Banglaguy!

[revolver]

Reminds me of Angela Carters "the Bloody Chamber"

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[Banglaguy]

I gaze up to the skies and ponder,
For the great heavens do I yonder.
Red, green starting to become blue,
But only, oh if only, I could share this with you.
The stars are alight, creating a fright.
Tis' better to know how live,
Then to show the world what you give.
Life and death are a part of me now,
Do you, sweet sky, dare to join me?

[Naimul_Hd]

Excellent chacchu !!!! Great writing.