The Beloved Of Khulna Poem by MD. Shinha Sarder

Khulna, my city of heart and soul,
A golden ring in dream's control,
By rivers winding, calm and wide,
Memories bloom on every side.

The Rupsha flows with gentle grace,
Its breeze a kiss upon my face,
Under banyan trees in twilight hue,
People gather, old friends, new.

Gallamari, Shibbari stand,
With history etched upon this land,
Each road, each path, each aged stone
Whispers tales we've always known.

Khulna College, knowledge's flame,
Youth arise in learning's name,
Lighting lives with wisdom's spark,
Guiding all through shadows dark.

Rising high with modern might,
In trade and tech, it claims the light,
Khulna blooms with dreams anew,
Its stars shine proud, bold, and true.

Khulna is my cherished place,
A city full of warmth and grace,
Its soil, its dust, its vibrant air—
My pride, my soul forever there.