Here the roses become ecstatic to the verses
Poets and poetesses come like the rising sun
Exotic all fragrance freely expose the expression
Hither to thither everywhere it gets the taste of wit
Cannot die though death angel invests the fear
O the wisdom compiles the nine clouds from the feeling
Beloved one belongs to all but from the nerve of love
Abyss of oblivion never can touch the fest of knowledge
This is life of pen and paper of wise on this earth
Mortality in immortal words like the poetic prophecy
-January 18,2020 Chattogram
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good notion. This is life of pen and paper of wise on this earth... mortality in immortal words like a poetic prophecy. Awesome