Shahabuddin Nagari

(6 October 1955 - / Shibganj, Chapai Nawabganj / Bangladesh)

Dream Of Soil - Poem by Shahabuddin Nagari

My boat of freedom is floating on the waters of time
Every time Kodom and Keya bloom in my heart
The green village is desolated. Soil burned down by gunpowder
There I spread soothing mat in ‘seventy-one’

Life was in my clenched hand, had songs in my lips
Many burning charters followed me from behind
The sky was covered with black clouds like wings of birds
The columns of tanks crushed the beloved soils of my country

The memories of liberation is stored in the museum
For you I have in me heartfelt of affection.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 25, 2012



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