The Love Without Tongue Poem by Zillur Rahman Shuvro

When you'll be able to read my eyed language
Then you come
The doctor who can't diagnose without pathological test
He is not a good doctor.
The alphabet of love are written on the apple of my eyes
You've to read it with profound study
If you're not a good student…avoid my boundary.
Look at the sky in philosophical eyes and observe…
How the clouds understand the mind of droughty crops
And how the luminous stars of distance make
Poetic imaginations to the verse of a poet!
No tongue of the autumn but flower spontaneously blooms
No tongue of the winter but dew gently comes
And no tongue of the spring but cuckoo cordially responds.
When a flock of migratory birds migrate to another distant country
Without compass-needle how they come back?
They don't depend on the tongue of a pilot
But make a map of the sky in their eyes loving the earth.
If a profound love behind the simple love
No need tongue to make a real love
This is why…
The whole cosmos is controlled by God without tongue.