For long I haven’t seen my face
In retaliation of the of ugliness
Of human soul, and I stop. too, to smell
The fresh fragrance of the soil
Since it has been fed with human blood
So many days have been passed
I have had my last laugh from my heart
When I saw devils to do the fierce duel
Over a tiny piece of land or for a drop of oil
Since then I have not slept well
With all the attractions and wonderFrom one shoreI started to reach the otherIn the middleI have to crossThe most curiouslayer after layerThe unfathomable darknessWith all the thrills of awe and adventure
But not your wordsThey are poor explanation
In crimson red flameAnd sucks up the oil from the bottomWith much amusement and enthusiasmBut he does not knowThose drops of oil were onceA mass of carbons whichTurned into from the pieces of bonesMurdered and buriedUnder hot sand thousands of years agoFor the factories, for the wheels of the roadsAnd for the lights to decorate…
এটা বুঝিয়েছি বার বার নদীর পারে আমরা যখন ছিলাম একাঢেউ বুঝেছিল, বুঝেছিল স্রোতবন্যা তখনি হয় যখন বরফ গলে উপার্জন হয় অধিকউত্তাপে উৎপাদন বাড়ে উদ্দীপনায় বাড়ে উদ্যোগউদ্যোগে যেমন চাই হিম্মত তেমনি চাই মাথাগর্তে থাকা কচ্ছপও সেদিন বুঝেছিলকিন্তু তার গলা লম্বা মাথা সরু তাই হয়ে ওঠে না তার কিছুরিস্ক নিয়ে এবার সে পারি দেবে সমুদ্রমুখ হা করে…
And in the process want to learn the art of talkingThen you are requested to sit down beside meOne more request to youPlease do not take me as sageI will not take you eitherSages are all known peopleIf they are not fool then they are misinformed about all thingsThey are confident enough on what concerns…
And in a waveAfter the low comes the high ebbBut theories after theoriesYou put forth explaining the causes of my down fallYou know these are nothingBut on my wounds work like green chili and saltMoreover, let me againMake you remember that my fall is not your riseAnd for your journey you have to walkFor your…
