I Do Not Tremble For A Long Time Poem by Mamunur Rahman

Do not tremble for a long time,
on the brightest day of deep beauty,
In the imaginary body of thought,
all the wonderful relationships that have gone
By washing-away in the color of silence;
The miraculous thoughts of their hearts
All the transformed murmurs sound bright in their own glory
In the golden light the hard brush of imagination,
the wonder of boundless feeling
The wonderful beauty of the Amal night
is built in the emptiness on the holy day.
Do not tremble for a long time,
like ordinary people with boundless thoughts
In the radiant wonder consciousness; All who have converted
The melody of silence, the primitive wonder of meaningless art
In the molten dream of the constellations in the stream;
In all the splendor the murmur looks forward to;
I take those who spread the feeling everywhere
in the brush of imagination
Gives Pankaj's direction in my afflicted
heart to the unmarked Amal petals.
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