Midnight
Hakikur Rahman

Tacit, silent, calm
Midnight time
There is no response anywhere
Only sky is filled with stars.

Somewhere in the field
The foxes have called out
Suddenly the wind blows
The light of fireflies glow.

Birds fall asleep at all
With haphazard wings
Dreams come and go
In the courtyard of the heart.

End of the day
Hakikur Rahman

Day by day how much is the debt?
Remains unknown
Day by day how much water flowed in the river Jamuna?
Remains unknown.

On the pages of debit-credit
Then
Everything was wrong?

While doing the accounting
Got to see
Nothing is extraordinary.

Then this is how
Everything ends
There will be no more in hand
No relish will be there.

So sit at the end of day
On the sand bed
Life, such a treasure of accomplishment
Yet becomes instantaneous.

Migratory birds
Written by Hakikur Rahman

Migratory birds fly
Stretching feathers in the air
Depart from the country to country
In winter, summer and rain.

They go from one country to another country
Away, far way along the horizon
In due time comes back again
They come back at home in that distant.

They know when and where to stop
They rightly know the path
They know when and where to return
When time come they come back to their own tree.

This is how the migratory birds
Fly around the earth in their own way
Through which sign they fly
As if the world in under their wings.

Rice of harvest-festival
Hakikur Rahman

The boat is embanked on the river side
Filled with golden rice
Harvested rice is coming home
The heart will be filled with joy.

Happiness filled the house of the farmer
Laughing is abundant in his chest
Let this way overwhelmed the mind and soul
Have a happy life all the time.

Wheel of life
Hakikur Rahman

The boat is tied by the river side
Water is coming down to the ebb
In this game of ebb and tide
Life passes by the side of the sea
Sometimes fierce, sometimes frigid
The flow of river is very strange
In this way passes the wheel of life
Everything has been arranged in stages.

Time
Hakikur Rahman

Every planet, secondary planet, stars in the universe
Whichever ones turn in their own orbits
It never happens without it
No one can go before or nobody after.

Everybody complied with a compulsive rule
Have their own way
That's the way each-other revolves by measuring their directions
Moves by a pointer.

The earth revolves around the sun
Year comes
The moon surrounds the earth
Month comes
The Earth revolves around her own orbit
Brings a new day.

This way time is tide up to its own time
Yet, the time is unlimited.

 

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