If You Are By Me

 

Nothing impossible if you are by me

I can cross the bar without stinging

I can spread my hands in the wave of ocean

I can float with the stars in the blue sky

I can move to the space overcoming

The danger of earth’s bad environment

I can lie beside you sleep with you

Having always hugs and singing love songs

All my sorrows and sufferings

Jam- packed in heart can be removed

Strewn in the warm sunny day

Under the colourful rim of the space

We can enjoy the earth stretching

I can make a castle of leaves and flowers

Where only inscription of love, we advance.

 

 

You Are My Chisel

 

You are my chisel; you can cut me as you wish

Feeling chivalric I can have a place to reside in

You can use the chords of your instrument

Melodious the song, to walk fields after fields

I am a missing thing you never find

But I always follow the steps you proceed

You are before me, I take chlorodyne

I am dying in the quicksand

You hold me tight and it’s a magical hand

Get back my life, I laugh

O my chisel; you can cut me the shape

You like to do.

 

 

 

 

O Drop of Rain

 

O drop of rain, pour on my face

Wet my chest and cool my heart

Roses all the way, take step

Sweet scent; how enchanting!

Lost myself; see the leaves

The drops falling from flowers

Hear the sound of rain on the water body

Fishes like to fly

Dolphins dancing to the sky

Seeds are sprouting

All seem fresh and laughter

Always plays from beginning to end

I keep on my work throughout the world

Nothing can take away today I love

O drop of rain, pour on my face

Wet my chest and cool my heart.

 

 

It’s My Home

 

 

It’s my home where I live

It’s my home where I take rest

It’s my home where sleep and rise

It’s my home where I plant so many seeds

It’s my home where I plan for today or tomorrow

It’s my home where I read and write

It’s my home where I love and hate

It’s my home where I think for the whole world

It’s my home I always fight for

It’s my home where many come and make relation

It’s my home where I laugh and cry

It’s my home I paint for, dream of

It’s my home where many plants grow and die

It’s my home where seas and rivers always go by

It’s my home where there is living laugh of the children

It’s my home protects me from killers and wild animals

It’s my home where I reside; pass my days, months and years

It’s my home I write for.

 

Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh

12/02/2017