Ode To Aphrodite Poem by MD SHAHADAT HOSSAIN

O, Aphrodite daughter of Zeus,
Let not be the present lovers be anguished,
Come here, close to them, make them amuse.
They are too much depressed.

The same way you always use to come,
You put your peaceful hand on their heads,
They do react they are drunk and stay calm.
They forget everything getting your hands.

Suddenly you came to me, sat by me,
I was so excited and passionate at that time.
You asked me, ' Who is it this time, Shahadat?
Whom do you want me to bring you at the moment?

Who, Shahadat is hurting you now?
Who is she and if she turns from you now?
You said, she will be turning towards you,
As you wish to see her view.