Triangle Love Poem by Zillur Rahman Shuvro

Let's go to bluish Yamuna of love-
Little by little we'll soak our feet into the water.
The cascade of perfumed sandal will fall down
From the hill of the moon!
Bela flower on your bun
And the land of your mind is intoxicated by red Oleander.
Suddenly you'll heard the voice of air- -how are you?
There'll be bubbled up ‘blue and green' in your confused mind
And your two eyebrows will be then triangle love!