Ershad Mazumder

Rookie (March 8, / House 1, Road 23B, Gulshan 1, Dhaka 1212, Bangladesh(Now live in Dhaka permanently.))

When It Is Midnight - Poem by Ershad Mazumder

Through the miracle mirror
Through the window of third eye
Through the lanes of sixth sense
When it is midnight
I see my fiance.

Smiling stars are dancing
Moon starts flowing
To the ocean of my soul.
I see my fiance on the shore.

I have an image given
by my God
But my fiance yet to get an image
When she will love me
More than my God
God will grant her an image.


Comments about When It Is Midnight by Ershad Mazumder

  • Freshman - 876 Points Sadiqullah Khan (1/23/2009 4:51:00 AM)

    Your fiance is your secrete angel. Keep on telling us what you hear from her. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 23, 2009

Poem Edited: Friday, January 23, 2009


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