Who is Muhammad Helal Uddin

Muhammad Helal Uddin is one of the key poet of twenty first century. He is regarded as poet of soul revolution. He is a visionary poet of making Bengali as second most useful language for the people of eastern & western countries. He is a award winning poet, essayist, novelist, philosopher, physician & researcher. Birth: Muhammad Helal Uddin was born in Katalia village of Kashinagar union of Chauddagram Upazila of Comilla district in Bangladesh at tenth October 1984. His father's name is Lutfor Rahman & mother's name is Fatima Sadia. Early Life: He obtained talentfully scholarship at junior school examination in 1997. He passed SSC examination by obtaining 831 marks in 2000 from Kashinogor B M High School. Then he passed HSC exam by obtaining 766 marks in 2002.from Comilla Vict...
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Muhammad Helal Uddin Poems

  • Stop War, Demand Of Peace
    The locality is barren in the sword of antichrist.

    I hear the spiral sound again and again - that's the cannon!
    ...
  • Softness In The Snowy Night
    Please see, brother,
    through the opening eyes
    at snowy night,
    How the country is decorated ...
  • Sea To Finger
    From the sea to the fingers
    As much as water rises
    That's the time when I'm here
    In the world. ...
  • Only For Dollar
    Dollar, need dollar
    As much as dollar is needed
    Help, need help
    All kinds of help are buyed by dollar. ...
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Children 1 Education 1 Fish 1 Home 1 Life 1 Love 1 Money 1 School 1 Smile 1 Wife 1


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Still sing the mocking fairies, as of old,
Beneath the shade of thorn and holly-tree;
The west wind breathes upon them, pure and cold,
And wolves still dread Diana roaming free
In secret woodland with her company.
'Tis thought the peasants' hovels know her rite
When now the wolds are bathed in silver light,
And first the moonrise breaks the dusky grey,
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