Sylhet At Night Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque
Sylhet At Night
The moon welcomed me,
The air touched me gently,
The street lights smiled more,
And my heart seemed to soar.
The rickshaw moved on,
I felt like flying on a dragon!
As if I am entering cloud nine,
Amid delight and pleasure divine!
Sylhet is beautiful at night,
Like a lost kite at unreachable height!
Wednesday, December 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: city
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6/14/2024 6:24:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice poem about your home city. When I saw the title, I thought of Sylhet night, holy night, All is calm, all is bright...