Treasure Island

Binoy Barman

(May 14,1969 / Narayanganj)


Plundering riches from the moon
You have furnished your smile
Your eyes dazzle with the rays of sun
You match with only your style.

Whenever I attempt to touch you
Away, away you fly like thrifty air
Intractable is the warmth of your lips
You build a black castle with hair?

There is no joy or sorrow, no feeling
Your heart is more mysterious than
The smile of Monalisa, poem of Banolata
None fathoms your depth, never I can.

Your foot is washed by ocean waves
Your pride mingles with scent of soil
Cloud girls chant chorus of rainbow
Only their wealth of beauty to spoil.

Your flute knows how to charm snakes
Talk, talk more like the goddess of grace
Your words are deep meditation of forest
I adore you, an off-spring of rare race.

Submitted: Saturday, June 19, 2010

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