Who Are You, My Love? Poem by Mamunur Rahman

I don't know how far I have to go,
The destination is not mine, yet I keep thinking of myself;
All those paths, where the footprints belong to the ancestors,
No one has ever witnessed an appearance, yet
Relationships are bloody, I think in my opinion,
The sign that is just past - present, think sharp.
Intermittently voiced, towards Saurabh Boy,
Sham beautiful forest, in the light of the light,
Younger me, Mohini can also spread the audition at the moment,
The stars, the water, the woman, the bright light, all took in the senses
The voice of the forest makes me and I shudder,
Sleepiness comes, but still awake at dark green,
I am not punished, I am running every moment, smelling
The intense aroma, my voice is the melody of my own silence;
Ancient history is not a testimony, it is my light that is the light of light.