In power

Your turnYou start,Our turnWe’ll start,The earth is a play groundWhere the teams play by turn.AboutRARe 2nd Stanza:– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –…

One laughs and other criesBeside the empty stalks;Yet my friend asksWhether I am fond of red or black ones,I see both bloom in the gardenIn name and qualities are sameOnly color is differentYet I face the question.Copyright © Muzahidul Reza| 2/19/2017

Send me all you seeI will do you shall find,I’ll not die before youYou’ll be cared, how?

LightRightThen it is andOn deeds reflects.AboutRARe Stanza:– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –…

The nonsense always spit towards the skyThen, look curiously where that may fall;Ultimately, they find their spotted faceFull of spits, dusts, ashes and shits of birds.

Feeling weal and woe equallyFor themselves and for the country,It is a powerInspires them to the greaterReminds me my mother country,‘That is your nationality, your identityGrasp itDon’t lose itDon’t lose yourself in the wildernessLook for yourself in very myself.’Copyright © Muzahidul Reza | 07/15/2017