What is this!
Pathetic cry with a keen eyes
Pulling on natural beauty
Silver horizon, sky and others
Mediate rows of different trees
At hill range or sea beach aside
The moon upon the silent sea
All are singing love songs.
But sweet pain in indifferent mind
To perceive alone in crowd
Mind is also fickle and going away
losing away, passing away..
pleasureless motion
But infinitive pleasure want to come
I aimlessly walking and moving
Absence of affectionate eye
Absence of fascinating laugh
Absence of delicious tone
My mind like to seek quiet place
For infinite pleasure i want to come
Mashiur Rahman
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem