Sayeed Abubakar (21 September 1972 - / Jessore / Bangladesh)

If you surrender to a rich man, he may give you a house,
delicious foods three times, nice clothes and physical pleasures.
He may give you a heart which is as dead as a withered river.
He may love you too and make you the owner of a vast land.

Tell me, can a vast land be the price of your body?
Those who are the slaves of body will not be able to recognize
the secret mine of mystery lying into the folds of your body.
Only the goldsmiths know the value of gold.

Save a poet who knows what a jewel your beauty is?
Be my beloved, o girl, you will gain the life of a nymph.
For your one wink I will give you snatching the heart of all flowers
and compose the new verses of kiss on your lips.

If you give me your heart, o sweetie, don't get afraid,
all on a sudden an immortal epic of love will be created for you.