I Remember My Three Lover's Poem by Mamunur Rahman

My first lover;
After seeing that, there is no other beauty
Can't have That was the melting snow, the dream of blue
clouds,
The silence of silence, the sound of silence,
the sound of the silence, the river of innocent
The golden wave, the quiet, noiseless, waking up to the light
of life
Tune The deep lonely music of my silver song, the waves of
the sea;
Decades after decade I spend my hands silently in his arms;
I grow like dew in my beauty; But my grief is mine
I could not keep my eyes on beauty for long.

My second lover;
Someone who thought he was a river in the desert of my
desert,
The soft, dark clouds of the snow, centuries of trembling
cheer,
the slogan of the highway.
Stick to the secret beauty of the black drawing,
the primitive exaltation of light;
By meditation; Wonderful flowing stream.
The hem of the blood is mine
Heartbeat. Later I knew he wasn't mine; I was his.

My third lover;
That is my trembling heart, the dewy water of dew; Mild
melody
I took him deep in the chest, in the green light,
in the color of black and white.
I did not get him, nor did I get him, in the waves of waves.
The dark evening of tears that make my innocent frozen
heart.
My third lover, who is my innocent blood relationship
Kamini; My lovers today poisoned others' chests;
I still miss you today; In the forest of nature,
What do you miss me!
don't know!