সোমবার, ২৪ ফেব্রুয়ারী ২০২৫, ১২:৫৪ পূর্বাহ্ন
Poet, Muslima Akhtar
In the middle of the sea waves, i go alone-
A question arose
My mind says I’m stupid.
I think up on the mountain
Where is his chest?
His heaven is everywhere!
Happiness everywhere!
I want to drink the sea
roar or sorrow,
The roar is calling –
Differences in the world.
The scream of the green field, Eat sand air,
He is like a classroom of education.
Bani is giving.
Between the roofs of tall buildings
I understand the question,
Such is the question in my heart
Seek happiness.
I live in a small house,
Fill this heart with happiness,
It seems to have found me-
Questions to match.
