The Form Of The World Poem by Mr.R. Amin

Smoked coffee in the cafeteria
Talking in the chat
Walking the path with friends
Where exactly.
Suddenly in front
A shy rural girl with magician eyes
Beauty of the world
Comes down from sky - let's see.
Crop land is the fatherland
The mind is fascinated by the green
Sleeping story Satkahan on mother's lips.
Decorate the dream of living and saving
This world is honeyed
Knowing that I will die, love is here
Sprouted fearless.

Abul Kalam Azad, Bangladesh
Translated by R.Amin