Through writing many articles Kazi Nazrul Islam expressed how intensely he was working to re-shape the society  and make up mind of general masses to face the critical turn of time. In addition to that he also tried to explain his role in emancipating people devoid of their fundamental rights they deserve to have as a born-free human being. 

My Way

Following is the summary of an article titled "My Way" published in The Comet.
 "Ma Bhaih (Fear Not): relying on these words and also with the cry "Victory to the Master-Destroyer" on our lips, I start along with this new road, the Dhumketu (The Comet) being my chariot. I'm my own guide. Truth will point out to me the direction I'm to take. ... This knowing of oneself, to know one's truth, to be one's GURU (preceptor) and the director and pathfinder of ones own destiny -- this is no vanity , no bravado. This is but a declaration of knowing one's own self. ... Rot has spread to the very marrow of this country, to its very core. Until that is completely rooted out a new nation cannot be build. Dhumketu will sweep off with fire all who are enemies of the country, all that is false, scant and hypocrisy.... First the Dhumketu is no communal organ. The religion of man  ---that is the highest religion it knows. One of its purposes is to point out the barriers or the falsehoods that stand in the way of Hindu-Muslim unity and remove all that. He who has faith in his own religion ---- has known what it is-- can never hate the religion of another."
Translated By: Gopal Haldar

The Way of the Comet

Kazi Nazrul Islam tried to spell out his political ideology with referece to anti British Movement in the below mentioned article published in the Dhumketu.
"People have asked me repeatedly "What is the path of Dhumketu?"....First and formost, the Dhumketu wants full and complete independence of India. We don't know what SWARAJ and such other words mean. For, our leaders are putting many different sense into that word, SWARAJ. If you want complete independence we have to, before everything else, revolt against all rules and canons, all bans and bonds. And to revolt like that, one has to know oneself first. To revolt doesn't mean to set at naught everything. It means to declare with head high what ever makes no sense of you, "I don't accept it." Dhumketu is of this view: Do as your heart within directs you. Religion, society, king or God, don't be scared by any of these. One must revolt to apprehend truth...... If you can revolt in a worthy way ---- if you can invoke the PRALAYA (cataclysm), SHIVA (The God of destruction and benignancy) will wake up and Good shall prevail."
Translated By: Gopal Haldar

Rajbandir Jabanbandi

When Kazi Nazrul Islam was put into Presidency Jail for the charge of sedition and waiting for being produced before the court, he composed an article titled RAJBANDIR JABANBANDI (Statement of a Political Prisoner)  in the form of deposition. This statement is said to be thoroughly inspiring and well composed having no parallel in the history of Bengali literature. A part of the statement is mentioned below:
"I have been accused of sedition. That is why I'm now confined in the prison. One the one side is the crown, on the other the flames of the Comet. 

One is the king, sceptre in hand; the other Truth with the mace of justice. To plead for me is the king of all kings, the judge of all judges, the eternal truth__ the living God. My judge is employed none. Before this great judge the king and the subject, the rich and the poor, the happy and the sad are alike and equal. Before his throne the crown of the king and the string of the beggar have equal places of honor. His laws are Justice and Religion. These were not manufactured by any victor to rule over the vanquished. His laws emerged out of the realization of a universal truth about mankind. They are for and by a sovereign God. The king is supported by an infinitesimal creature; I by its eternal and indivisible Creator. I'm a poet; I have been sent by God to express the unexpressed, to portray the unportrayed. It is God who heard through the voice of the poet. My voice is but a medium of Truth, the message of God. To legal sophistry that message may appear to be mere sedition, but to Justice it is neither unjust nor untrue. The can muzzle the voice, but to Religion and Justice it'll always remain the innocent, immaculate, undimmed and ever burning truth. 

Truth is self-evident. It can't be destroyed by any angry eyed sceptre. I'm the instrument of that eternal self-evident truth, an instrument that voices forth the message of the ever-true. I'm an instrument of God. The instrument is not unbreakable, but who is there to break God? It's undeniable that Truth exists, that there is God__ has always been and shall always be. He who has gagged the voice of God to-day and is trying to silence it for ever is but a very small particle created by Him. That it exists to-day is because He has willed so, if He should not want it to stay, it'll disappear tomorrow. Only the ignorant can afford to be vain. The created is now trying to punish the creator. But such vanity is foredoomed to be downed in tears.
(Curtsy: Serajul Islam Choudhury, Introducing Nazrul Islam, Dhaka, Muktadhara, First published, 1985, Page 33-38)

Rebel Poet Nazrul

Swadin Chittotar Jagoron

Following are the excerpts of an address delivered by Kazi Nazrul Islam in 1940 on an occasion of Eid Greeting Function arranged by Bongiyo Musalman Sahitya Samiti (Bengali Muslim Literary Association.
"For conferring on me the honor as the chair of this Eid conference, I offer my gratitude to the Bengal Muslim Literary Society (Bongio Musalman Shahitto Shomiti). Let me first offer you my Eid greetings. Eid is the celebration of joy and sacrifice.

Today, this is a poetry conference. Poets and writers have gathered here. Poets, writers, musicians are messengers who bring to people the message from the realm of joy and beauty. That’s why they are the pride of human civilization. The human thirst for joy and beauty is eternal. Just as a person feels hunger for food, so he does feel thirst for beauty…The poets are there to quench the thirst of the non-poets. The demand for the beauty dimension of life co-exists with the ordinary needs of people’s life. One day I observed a person returning from the market, holding a hen in one hand and some Tuberose (Rajanigandha) flowers in the other. I complimented him saying, "I have never seen such a combination of Fair and Fowl (foul) together!"

The duty of delivering the cup of beauty-ambrosia is on the shoulders of poets and writers. Lot of hardship and suffering, the writers face in this path, but they must not be afraid. Through growing trees and paddy (rice), people turn acres and acres into plantations, but how many undertake cultivation of roses? It is even more unfortunate that the thirst for the beauty is so scanty among the educated ones of this land. It’s no wonder that the poet-writers of this land have to struggle so much in their life. But let’s not despair. The blows of pain must be welcomed with the visits of joy. The life and works of the poets and writers are like Lotus. Each of its petals has bloomed because of being stricken with so much pain and suffering.

I vividly remember my great feeling and realization of this one day in life. My son passed away. My heart was broken by the deep sadness at this loss. That day, I found Hasna-Hena (a flower) blooming in my house. I smelled the fragrance of that Hasna-Hena to my heart’s delight. That’s the way to enjoy life – that’s living a full life. I have cherished the experience of this very kind of life. My poetry and music have emanated from my life’s experiences. I sang with the rhythm of life – these are the expressions of that rhythm. Whether my poetry and music are great or mediocre, I don’t know. But I want to state emphatically – I have lived my life fully. I have never dreaded pain or suffering. I have dived into the ocean waves of life.

I was the first in my class. The headmaster had great hope that I would bring more honor to the school, but the world war of Europe came along. One day I saw people going to war. I also joined a platoon. I went to Chattogram, saw the sea, and I thoroughly enjoyed my life by diving into it. One day a policeman aimed his pistol at my forehead, while standing right in front of me, and said, "I can kill you." I exclaimed: "Friend! Indeed, I have been searching for death all along…”
[Compilation Curtesy: Aparna Chatterjee,  Nazrul Rochonaboli, Vol. 4, 1996, p. 115]