Still I am walking on the road
And you are walking in my mind
Is this love?
Who guess this?
I am not a city man of shady power
I have not an artificial voice I don't love to make a capital matter
And I don't want to make a giant chaos.
So here is a little voice -
I was wake up in the morning
Similarly as other usual days
But one thing is embarrassing
My body is still with anxiety feels.
When you neglected me there, my mind broke into winds and tears
And an ocean roared here and there, I heard intense voices of its -
Which exposed an inferior smell of thy sea-shore and lost its identity
Then all imagine got meaningless worth without you my sweet pretty.
‘Are you a vendor? '
No, I am a man of new leafs,
I have so many dreams of life.
The wind said -
They sat on various colorful chairs
I entered slowly
In the center of the golden room,
Suddenly they laughed
Words are reaching from emotions day after day
As like as water of all fountains,
The sky is teaching -
And the ocean is teaching -
Once morning he asserted we are going towards future
Once evening I understood another truth -
‘Actually we are walking towards time'
হননের দিন নয় আর
আনো মহা শান্তি
হে মানুষ, মহাত্রাণ আনো এই মহাবিশ্বে ।
দেখো, মহল্লা মফস্বলে সারা দেশ না না গোটা বিশ্ব জুড়ে