The Soul Poem by Md. Moniruzzaman

O the soul,
What makes you silent?
The flowers of the spring start blooming,
The buds are becoming fruitful,
The birds begin to sing their sweet songs;
But still touch the melancholic streams in heart.

The cold time of the winter,
The time has gone forever;
The holy glorious successful Sun,
The Sun appears near to make warm.

O the dear soul,
Come forward, come forward;
Discover the world behind you,
Invent the world forward you.

O the loving soul,
The period of waiting,
Waiting period has already finished;
The dreams and the imaginations have come true.

O the brave soul,
Life is nothing but a dream;
When wake up
All the illusions will instantly vanish.

O the immortal soul,
Time is limited
But lives are constant.
The mighty Lord is always with us,
Come forward to true all the thoughts;
Before you wake up.