Lonely Boatman Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

Exceedingly relieved he is today,
Has kept his daily nuisance aside,
And decided to go for a ride,
All throughout the day.

Gentler appears the breeze,
Than ever before!
Soul longs for more,
With no startling cease.

Senses the boatman as if he were,
In a utopia,
Gladly lets it absorb his entire dilemma,
By divorcing the oar.

At the corner he lies in bliss,
Looking at the charitable sky,
That very moment arrives a dazzling butterfly,
Planting on the left cheek a kiss.

Alas! shattered like a mirror the dream is,
Since water is endeavouring its best,
To consume the boatman and the rest,
Water, that lets the boat to float, brings its cease!