My Motherland Poem by Asif Andalib

My motherland is called Bangladesh
Its people are good its wind is fresh

O my dear motherland is full of greenery
Anyone will be impressed by its scenery

At midday under the banyan trees
Cowboys play flute to find heavenly bliss

Its rivers are flowing zigzag just like the snakes
Waterfowls are there and in its marshes and lakes

Lotus, waterlily and hyacinth are in its waterbodies
Its almost beyond expression how beautiful my motherland is

Its birds and animals are eye-catching
I love my country more than anything