May 25, 2013 | 10:35 AM (BD Time)
25 May, 2013 Saturday
Md. Jahangir Alam:
The foot print that still remind me;
That was on the beach of a bountiful sea.
In a moment when I was busy ;
Having a cup of tea.
Was the foot print of a fickle woman?
On the bare foot who ran?
Or was it the foot print of a nymph,
Losing away her clique, who was in grief?
Or it belongs to a teenage dreamy sweet girl,
On the sea area who was collecting pearl.
What a pleasant! And elegant the foot print;
Was she a frantic lover who wanted to meet?
Whatever the purpose is;
She was frenzied on the sandy beach.
The ever stunning footprint still that remind me!
By the heart which can I still see?
When I'm in a deep sleep,
It comes to me as a dreams' tip.
Still that chimes in my artistic mind,
No other sound but its' own kind.
Removing away my entire affliction;
It gives me pleasure,
Rubbing out all my falling drops of eyes
When I'm in tear.
And whenever I'm in an unstable condition,
It appears to me as a vivid vision.
With her cute heart's impression on the sea beach,
For exchanging love.
The foot print that removes my impressive sorrow,
That still strikes my heart as a speedy arrow.
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