One Bright Day Of My Important Presence To Her When I First Visit At The Room Of Knowledge Poem by RABIUL SARDAR

Oh! golden sun, give me all that I lost
With the blue sky, now I should kill
My wrong image of love with any cost.
Morning sun, as if tell us to see hill
That is now more glady to be
I think her all in all- is it she?
One day of my joy at the door,
To Kill the soull of mine is more
Comfortable than love, the mind
Can change his attitude of any kind.
I was the only one who loved rose
And the brightness of her eyes is close.
To be a doer of love, or weary sweet
I behold her in calm and quiet.
It has more source of power
I watch all from high tower.