My mother slept
In the Corner of the filed
Dont digging the land...
In the way of new her journey
...
Hunger grows in this city
The rickshaws run away with eternal thirst
In the streets, the wax-enchanted sky winds down the autumn sarees! Saree falls!
...
waxen light
flowing over the River.
astonished flowers are astonished
By the sorrow of venerate tower.
...
Dalan Jahan is a poets from Bangladesh)
The Road Of Trust
The road of Trust
Dalan Jahan
Don't give me
Tantamount word
Earlier thats you given a Red bird...
Dont give me similer land
That's you digging for water
in past and past..
Dont give me this colour
Which colour is used to Delete
your rainfall forest.....
Give me a new and new
Give me truth and truth birth
Give me road and road
The road of Trust....
Dalan Jahan
Bouare Central Africa
03.08.21