To me the night is like a unending stream
Bed is laid with a sheet of nature
I sleep in bed that night
Let me bring this body
My vision extends far beyond that
And thrown into the vast universe
I express solidarity
Deserted throughout the body of night
And with perfect balance
They are shining millions
The only star in the galaxy
Pull me closer
I am seduced by her idle gaze
Every pores of my body
Like a rabbit's ear invites you in a cautious posture
You're my Morning Star

In adolescence, grandfather used to say that
You have absorbed all sins and heat
of the world and you've become immobile
From the highest place in the sky to you
I am fascinated by the excited and tempted Morning Star!
Is your body covered with light?
And like Chandrarenu forever exposed?
Are you surrounded by a paddy field, river and canal?
Is there any teenager murderer Judhistir ?Named Facebook who lives on?
You look like a sad nightmare tonight
My pain-laden face is like a flickering light
I beat hammer inside your bosoom


I can hear the sorrowful sound O Morning Star.
However, are you an acceptable opaque shadow of acceptance?An eclipse?
Divided into parallel!
O Morning Star, My Morning Star.

We're two flowers
     have bloomed in a same tree
Sometimes I m feel shame
     but you're too free

You're too humble,  
      loving and you are so kind
And I am for you ever
      and  a wonderful blind

You're like a moon
      on  sky are spreading light
And the whole universe
       is under your eye sight

we are  born in
     same time on the uneven Earth
To make it even,
     cool as it like melting hearth

On a road of poetry,
    I am lucky to have found you
We're abstract friend
     in bond and that is so true

I never want to left
   a friend till the end of life
I will cultivate a  garden
      together to survive

We believe our existence
          and we believe a god
Let's come to remove
      here  all shorts of odd...
******
Gongadhar Patti , Manikgonj
08042019

A poet never suffers from a heart attack
The whole is in the nature
Or it is in the blood of nature
The heart of the poet is mixed.

All the forests of the world are poems
Rhymes of poetry flowing all over the ocean
Therefore, a poet can never suffer from heart disease
The stars in the galaxy lay in the bed on this planet
In the solar system emits liquid moonbeam from the eyes of the moon
The poet's existence every often is found
How did that worm resides in the poet’s *****?
When a poet feels pain in the left ventricle
Feel that nature has fostered balance somewhere

A poet's heartbeat does not mean heart disease
The cry of nature.

When we are need  something to heal
Best friend can help always each other
And we need to share all that we feel
For the universe, you are really a mother

You are truly an absolute friend of mine
Uncommon, wonder and much more rare
For the literature, we bloomed as shine
For all of us you know how to take care

Without you and some of my others friend
Our life would have been extremely a bore
How long our relation which never be end
Like an image that we stood on a sea shore

I want to tell you again, we you and us
And to you my friend need to narrate
And we would defeat the Corona Virus
Happy Birthday, what today we celebrate

I say Happy Birthday to you, Marieta Maglas
To remove all trash in a day of Corona Virus

Stay at home for a few days
Though  you feel gloomy
And no matter what do you want
Make your own wisdom
As your own existence
To draw a picture of happiness
And engrave it in human heart

The days of  colorful dreams
Will return soon to weave
             peace as silk
Need to stay at home,
           stay inside of home
              for some more days

I'm telling you to look at the transition
Like the transition of virus
From continent to subcontinent
Across the river sea and ocean
Nothing is the delusion
People are moving like wind
like the flow of water
Unconscious crowd
        unmasked faces
Who listens to whom.

Epidemics around the world
Rows of corpses across the country
         an inhuman being
Sweating constantly from two eyes
I'm crying.
Some birds are crying with me

Stay at home for a few days
To save mankind.

There is never new and there is nothing see old
The sky Of Tunisia,  easily I can fold and unfold
In a notch of  eye sight like  magnificent light
Yes, Sometimes a day and many times in night

leaves are waved and stars a glowing in dark
They has given me absolute and divenly spark
Everything looks delighted  as an eternal ray
Tunisia, my faith is stronger then previous day

What a dream, a poet  can see you almost free
Can see the Monastir, a capital of world poetry
I do feel pleasure in a beach at wonder sunset
You are my Mediterranean sea is really great

Smell of silence  are spreaded from the south
Sahara ! travellers way, dessert of thirsty mouth
No water, Dust is whiffed  that freedom of ridge
Tunisia ! A soft sister of Egyptian Sandy breeze

Douz, a town at Sahara's edge for camel ride
Which is kept Romans gallery, nothing to hide
Serene cloud on top witnessed of Arab Spring
Men of Tunis proved by revolution none is king

Oh my sister ! I salute you for full of orbed glory
An amazing love of solitary, a successful lorry
At the time of grim sand storm whirled a while
In obscure can move with poem mile after mile

Once  a night I  have landed down
Enchanted and charming fairy land
All the greens there looked crown
I have touched it with my soft hand

I entered  into a twilight's glory
Silence was dancing on the trees
Will narrate you a spanking story
Where conceived huge misty breeze

After a while yellow moon opened
Her face of mystery with a song
I remain in solitary, only a human
Saw the fairies  , was not so long

music of wind chimes, golden ray
What a wonder come at my leisure,
And I would spend the livelong day
Rowshan garden of untold pleasure

Fairies color that's silvery bright
Dance from leaves to little thought
purple haze of the moonlit night
I yet impaste the smell which I got