Call Not One Happy Until The Divine Call Come - Poem by md.abdul mannan
Call not one happy
Until the Divine Call come
Call not one happy until the Divine Call come
By showing off grandeur pearl and pomp
And reading dazzling grace and oily palm
Until he is matured in his satisfying tomb.
Be submissive to God
Who makes every pod
To heavenly bloom
And be God in every life
To reach the Sublime.
Be sun-shine in the dark
Park to the desolated heart
Resort to resort less
Scent to the dirt.
Thus share your joy with all
Be near crazy gods
That is your Goal.
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