Great poetry

When a person is very dear to someone who dislikes,

neglected or hated him, first of all, the man is very upset and wants to be all right. After some time he learned to be without that favorite person. And after a long time, she is much more happy than ever when she realizes that many people come to life with love, but nothing really comes out of her negligence

-Humayun Ahmed

I was a seventh grader then. I finished my daily studies. Now there is no work so I started thinking what can be done. It is only eleven o’clock in the morning. It seems that it is not possible to go outside with the sun outside. Didn’t feel like doing anything else. Thinking about it, I suddenly thought, well, how about writing a poem. I used to read a few poetry books then. So it seems that this thought peeked in the head. Whatever you think is work. I wrote a poem with great interest and excitement. I myself am impressive after reading my first writing. Anyway, I leave it up to you how the poem turned out. Since then, I write a little when I have time. But it is written just for hobbies. I am sharing that with you today. Please don’t forget to let me know what happened.😇😇

My first poem.



Independence you are great, very beautiful

You are the crown of the throne

You are the lucky goddess of Hutashi

You are the cry of a helpless child

The streets of Bengal painted in your blood

Independence you are the red green flag

A strange map of golden color

You are peace, you are equality, you are strength, you are inspiration

You are a cherished dream of a thousand years

You are a word of hope to oppressed people

A mouth full of food for you

I can take a restful breath in the morning

Blessed are you, blessed are you, O Sumhan

Salutations to you in the dust of millions of lives.

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