Sea To Finger Poem by Muhammad Helal Uddin

From the sea to the fingers
As much as water rises
That's the time when I'm here
In the world.
Yet why do I want so much in the world?
I feel pain in the heart for not getting some.
Under the trees on the way
I go to rest,
To get comfort in that place,
how much time do I have?
That's the time all that I have
In the world.
Where will the place be for billions of years?
Yet why do I want so much in the world?
I feel pain in the heart for not getting some.
I am a traveler
I came into the world,
Oh, yet why I say!
Mine, mine, mine.
Why do I want so much in the world?
I feel pain in the heart for not getting some.