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Golam Kibria Pinu: A Poet of time unfolding reality

Plato had a great aversion about the writers, especially poets, and wished not to let them any entrance in his kingdom. We all might have heard about it, and read many times, the persons we’ve nicely a little bit tie-up with the school and went to its corridor, and paid our look into the books, a little bit understanding about Plalo, the great master in the realm of knowledge was brought to the conscience of ours, and got acquainted with him and few sentences come across around the world. And, those who had little chance to go to any kind of institution, we can also say, oh, yes, this is our man, as Poet Tagore, who’s the living sensation and lives in the heart of ours, said in one of his poems, I’m the man of yours (Ami tumeder luk), but this is a very tradition and crazy talk, disappointed. Plato in this regard is incomparably different and thought of every corner of knowledge. Here, the question arisen is that the conscience of ours about his surprisingly is beyond our acumen, and reflects grossly the ignorance of the nations and ours as well.

On transcendental ground of Plao-thinking the image he the supermaster about the poet drew bitterly true. There remains a metaphysical debate regarding it will be discussed in a full length. In fact, this is the crucial matter we need to think more deeply, and ask with aptness of questions. Can we do it, can’t we? 
However, The pseudo reality existing around Poet Golum Kibria Pinu portrayed through the poems printed in his poetry collections really drives us to the unknown dwells, but bitterly very known to us, that speaks the contemporary, the feelings in the grasp of sophisticated guys in the city along the fellow country persons, hollowness of selfness, negative probability snatched the soul of the people affected by the situation, and memories left in the early life staying in the far distance but playing in the mind  are in a word unfolds the surrounding with a new experience, proving with no doubt potential strength of a real poet of the present and of the future. Recently, a prose collection on the writings of Poet Golam Kibria Pinu through a Little Magazine RARBANGO, edited by Anupam Hasan, published from Rajshahi, Bangladesh, December 2014 was brought to light. This magazine presents the poet with well-organized analytical prose, and also criticism.

In the magazine one of the articles Editor and Essayist Anaupam says a key point about the poet that the poetry of Golam Kibria Pinu is the pseudo of the comtemporary, and stays near the surrounding with the indifferent modesty of life.
 M Helal  in his essay displays poet’s emotional zeal in which the poet aesthetically is exposed to his readers.
Matin Boiragi, poet in the 60s of the twenty century still now he’s been in writing with a youth leap speaks highly of the poetry of the poet. To him, new realization is swed in the poetry of Gulam Kibria Pinu. Unlike Poet Matin 
Another prose writer Prottoy Jasim has an opinion where he says that Mr. Pinu shows unhidden and darkness passages of the society with his mastery out look.  
Himel Borkat points out the consequence caused by the conflictness of the coeval drawn in the poetry of Poet Pinu are strikingly an artistic work. 
Poet and Essayist Tapan Bagchi shows the creeds of the inherited features of Golam Kibria Pinu’s poetry, and moves the readers to instrumental thoughts of politics in which  a new poet with political conscience remains in a state of authorial presence.

In a word, poet Golam Kibria Pinu the world unfolds to his reader is breath of the time. 

Can’t we bring to light the poets who’re facing off the flash of the world, the poets wherever they live Asia, Europe or any part of the world?  

Mr. Plato, please rethink of what you said of the poets- they’re the pseudo of reality. At present, the world needs poets.

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