A Tale Of Two Worlds Poem by MD. Shinha Sarder

In the city's heart, where the towers rise,
Neon lights dance in restless skies.
Footsteps echo on concrete streams,
Chasing futures, chasing dreams.

In the village, where the river hums,
Morning wakes with beating drums.
Fields stretch wide, the earth stands still,
Time flows soft, yet strong in will.

City streets with stories loud,
Village paths with stars unbowed.
One moves fast, the other stays,
Yet both hum life in different ways.

For in the rush and in the rest,
Both the worlds are truly blessed.
The city dreams, the village stays,
Together they weave life's grand maze.