beauty of both eyes begger description,
There is no boarder in her beauty.
Black clouds of hair appears to me,
Everytime I look at her.
It is very hard, I am in a fix now
Now and then she comes again at last.
I know, I can do it for myself.
I do confess, as if, she is no more.
She is but does not try to get rid of lack,
She should or not I go always everywhere,
your existence to me, your kindness of love,
Not a great subject to take it fast.
RABIUL SARDAR / 4 p.m./ At home, memories of past.It is awesome a great mistake.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem