My mother, my life

 In eternity life has value in the sense

Whoever thinks that he cannot die;

But he thinks life is material;

When it has separate world hereinafter.

The person who has guilt in his mind

He thinks for power, name and fame

Like mindfully ornamented to be lined

 In the wake of death but they never know

A different shadow of the earth

It has recently got down the earth

And the cloud when rainfall is handicapped

In the icy water like  the fallen sun.

For ever everlasting life with dignity.

Death is like a universal beam of light

As if it is always glistened and never be dimmed

To disperse the vapour inside the sun and the moon

Where the glowing light is never wiped out.

Kh. Atiar Rahman is a prolific author as well as a  poet who has started writing articles, poems, stories and novel from his school life. He was a brilliant student. He has all the time occupied first position in district and divisions essay competition. He was born in the former district of Kushtia. Till now, he has written more than three thousands articles and 1200 poems. He has done his masters in English and Mathematics from National University, Dhaka and Rajshahi University. He has done his LLB degree from Dhaka University. He has obtained post graduate course in Industrial Management from Bangladesh Management Institute. He has completed the course of Cost and Management Accountants from Dhaka and Chittagong Centre respectively. He has large number of publications from National and International Media. He has been awarded Platinum Author Certificate’ by the CED of Ezime Article. He has received the most prestigious Editors Choice Award from International Library of Poetry for several times. His many poems have been published in  many International web sites like Poetry.com, original poetry.com, Ezine Articles etc., Besides this, he has many publication in the Bangladesh Observer and ‘The daily Independent’.

The poem is based on spiritualistic phenomenon which is full of emotion and deep thought. This world is a place of momentary cosmopolitan outlook where the people visit here and fade away. This significance of eternity has been echoed in his poem by categorically emphasizing nature, soil, plants, herbs and the little fountain having reflected dimensionally as a tentative flow.