Munia Khan is a celebrated Bangladeshi poet whose evocative verses delve into themes of love, loss, and human resilience. Through her lyrical mastery, she captures the profound emotions and delicate beauty of life, touching hearts across generations. Munia's poetry inspires reflection, healing, and hope, encouraging readers to embrace their vulnerabilities and celebrate their strength. Her creative spirit and dedication to literary art empower many to find solace and courage in their own stories, making her a cherished voice in contemporary poetry.
"Dawn and dusk are mutual friends of the sun, one opens the door for him to a brand new day and the other one has to shut it to embrace the darkness of night."
"Flight of my mind rises beneath the seagull's wings, then ocean is my motherland I feel."
"A tree house, to me, is the most royal palace in the world."
"One of my greatest failures: I was trying to cut a piece of moment so that I could erase it.One of my greatest achievements:I have learnt to ignore my futureless past."
"I feel more human when I compare the cuteness of a lizard to a newborn child's sweetness. Both are God's creations filled with precious innocence."
"A prisoner should know that there are thousands of imprisoned freemen living in this world, jailed in their own society, handcuffed by duties.."
"A strong soul reaches anyplace, anytime; body fails to restrain it. And thus, perhaps soulmates are formed."
"Women are like locked diaries that men expect to read like open books."
"A smartphone is an addictive device which traps a soul into a lifeless planet full of lives."
"Loneliness is not the enemy of your joy as long as you know how you should always destroy the pensive mood that remains with you like a friend who never stands up for you when you're forced to bend."
"The Sun can rise anytime in your dreams. And there night may fall anytime as well."
"It doesn't matter how green a blade of grass is expected to be, when it's already smashed beneath the feet."
"Life's harrowing echo only to be faded into exiled loneliness."
"If we are the trees, words are our roots; and we grow as we write."
"To me sometimes a mute sky is more expressive than the roaring sea."
"There lives a weeperin each of us-a silent mourner honoring our despairwhen our willingness slain by helplessness continues to resurrect to be slaughtered again."
"My mind mends my motives and my notion navigates my natives,for we all are made of soil-our corrupted soil."