Monday, 9 April 2012


Flowers are in bloom with joy in garden,
Kalbaishakhi coming from places  where 
Everything takes bath for destruction in the evening
Yet flowers are celebrating lucky flowers, speaks of new arrival,
Of beginning of New Year, in sage and peer breeze,
It is Bengali New Year, on every April.

Hearts filled with rising of stormy sequel, seem
To hold love and a long of things we grab in charms,
New garments, sweets, new season, new clouds –
All give us fully rejoicing, wishing freshness in hearts,
In eyes, in minds, by welfare schemes , making us running,
To the place where we can begin a new year,
With love, with revelations of life, observing
The world of aesthetic performance in our wholeness,
And the place is here where we are born, 
We learn to live with peace and sacrifice,
And we do learn to live in heaven if we learn to contribute
Significance of life, that we can spread and speak about,
It is very feeling of love; we are travelling in this universe.

We are in deep comfort and joyous mood, in Bengali New Year, 
When we close our eyes, with blush of the new energy of wind,
We will feel greetings of love, with intellect and promises 
To live in respectful terms of existence and sovereignty.


  1. For all Greeks the beginning of the year is 1 January for the intellectuals and the light is April 1,,,, It's a secret
    Most people do not know I think the poem is offered to bloom and light!!nice!!!

  2. (♥♥.... )thanks lovely Asim