Contribution Poem by Mr.R. Amin

Contribution

In the melody of flutter
In a procession around with slogan
Quaking lips under oak
Love awakes up every day.

Love has been died everyday
Severe breathe in the midnight
At conspiracy of village council
On raped dead body.

Last question to my grand father
Your feudal love could not stopped
Thousand birds at graveyard of Maleyessee
Or another Vietminh in the forest of Bolivia

It is not my failure, dear
Please look
Have not dried tears of Tajmahal

I have desire
Want to tell you as poet
My all contribution on your vestige.

-R.Amin
Bangladesh