Even It Is Honey Poem by Mr.R. Amin
Even It Is Honey
Even it is honey in this silent night
How many words I talk
If you give me speech at the same time
How many sweet flowers
Decorate the garland
Picking up how many sweet flowers.
Please don't call now, Creator.
It's not dawn yet.
The morning bird did not call,
Farmer bride did not wake up,
On the leafy yard.
To welcome a new dawn.
Please don't call now, Creator.
Shams E Elahi, Bangladesh
Translated by R.Amin
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