Winter Dawn Poem by R.I. Ratul

In white sheets, love the sunshine-
A drop of dew on the grass.
It's dawn, the sun is shinning-
Night approached

The bird didn't call, didn't open eyes,
no one saw the dawn,
All quiet, no noise,
A glimpse of sleep didn't bite.

Sitting on a bench, because of a bad dream,
no one is worried,
In the haystack, the dog sleeps,
Don't call or bark.

White sheets, winter love,
Cover the mark away,
The dancer has no work today,
No sound of feet.


Poet of dawn, don't draw picture,
Do not write poems or stories,
Touching the river water,
Nothing but imagination.

White sea, agar of incense,
Foggy today,
Village doctor, sleeps today,
He didn't open his door.

The bird called, opened the eyes,
Fell asleep,
Aw aw aw, the fisherman sings,
The winter dawn has passed.