Deep In The Heart Poem by Mamunur Rahman

In the wind of Ashwin; Deep in the heart, J'M lives in wonder
Beauty is in my golden body, with a compassionate finger, in a pile of blood, in the throat. Difficult illness in nature; In the dark body of my dreamless life; The smell of flower, the sweet, soft melody, floats again and disappears into the oven In the desolate air; The appearance of women also fails to provide peace, which is, in the humanity, difficult About The sun and the shadow blend into the purest of the ceaseless sunlight; I wander into the flowing hem of peace in a deep meditation of miracles; The faithful are blind
Find out Bu's silence; The melody of the eternal music of the forest;
In full-blown heartbreaking fond memories; Tired, frustrated, failing, overwhelmed Alluring love; Isolation comes down to the heavenly nest of love, the gloomy, teardrop-eyed rock, amazed by the profound perception, accumulates on their own they go to the echo of the divine; To the merciful moon
I am drawn into the life of the bloom, I am fixed, in the body of the shadowy sage; My thoughts run from island to island, bright, clear,
Evening song in ancient human life in the land of virtue; Talented artist Wisdom is the creativity of the mind that literally wakes up in a constant state of consciousness