Musfiq us shaleheen

(31st, December,1970 / Khulna, Bangladesh)

In A Spring Garden


I see the flowers are blooming again
Bees are humming within it
Beauty is now no more hidden
Nature plays its role silently

I touch, touch and feel again
I touch, touch the time
That fills my heart again

Butterflies are rounding me
Grasshoppers are playing through the garden
As if my memories play with my springtime

I touch, touch and feel again
I touch, touch the time
That fills my heart again

There is no pain no sorrow
As if I am playing with my pal
When I was a boy and mother
Waiting for me at the end of the tract

I touch, touch and feel again
I touch, touch the time
That fills my heart again

- Shaleheen,27th January,2014

Submitted: Sunday, January 26, 2014
Edited: Monday, January 27, 2014

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