Habiganj Poem by Rubel das raj
Habiganj
if you sleeping on boat
you can kiss lots,
touch nose or lips
you can see God
its my promise.
If you go out
at moon light night,
on the water
by boat.
you can seat together
gossip forever,
touch his hand or leg
get god's flavour.
if you put finger
in to water of open river,
floating village will catch
your arm,
to saw life's plumber.
lily lotus will call you again
to play with them,
fish will give some jump
to enjoy the game,
small web will tickle you
as mind as song.
its my village house
its my Habiganj.
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