This open field calling me
with the dancing breeze
by the golden sunlight flow
Unknown tone of the child clouds
greeting to shadow
to care monotonous mind
Friendship with poetic words
making the green heart
to bring eternal freedom
This populous city now
palace of freshness
where poetry flies with air
03.04.2020 (Chattogram City)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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