Nazmul Haque

Rookie - 20 Points (1st March,1978 / Sirajgang, Bangladesh)

Nature Of My Motherland - Poem by Nazmul Haque

Whoever goes wherever,
but I will be right here,
The moon in the sky, the lotus in the pond,
what is so much fair.

The first golden shine of the sun
will touch my chin,
through my window beside the river
fragrant flower will be seen.

At twilight when the shepherd boy
will be on his way to home,
then, amid the meadow in joyful heart
I will roam.

While in summer,
I will bath in the rain;
smearing my body with soil
I will forget my pain.

Natural beauty all arround me
I love very much,
She sprinkles my heart
with her tranquil touch.


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  • (7/16/2011 4:20:00 AM)


    DEAR SIR, I ADMIT THIS VIEW VERILY CAUSE I STILL GET THE SMELL OF YOUR LAND BEING IN WEST BENGAL. TOO CLOSE INDEED BY DISTANCE AND BY SPRING TOO. I RATED IT 10. REGARD (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 15, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, May 16, 2011


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