A Poem Written By All The Poets Of The World Poem by Abdur Rob

Poetry in the pandemic world
Garden of Zero,
Flowers bloom in the garden, butterflies come
Goes back
At your own invisible address...!

A poem written by all the poets of the world
It will be all right, the bad times will be over.

Everything revolves around today,
Turn around and fall
Under the feet of the ground.

Fever, shortness of breath and pneumonia
This is not yours, sick world!

In the world of strange soapy water
Just wash your hands, stay at home and hold tight,
There is so much beauty left in this life.

Suddenly a lake, or
Algae standing in the sea
The gift that gave you the beauty of the decaying mountains,
You hug him.
Sing his name, a song of a lost day.

There is neglect, pain and suffering
Everyday uncertainty, darkness,
Yet when the world is about to collapse,
Only poetry
Then your soul!

- Translated by Shromona Hossain