The yellow flowers hold their necks
and smile in the mustard field
The swarming bees swarmed and singing
The rays of sunlight touch the sweetness
Bangladesh adds to the beauty of heaven.
The mind wants to get lost in the vast yellow field
Embrace the form of seductress with two eyes full
Sometimes the winter air goes by touch
Bangladesh adds to the beauty of heaven.
@ Mashiur Rahman Mashi
A wondrous landscape breathed in and admired by your beautiful words!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delightful piece.....like it......thank u....