Flowers are in bloom with joy in
garden,
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.
For all Greeks the beginning of the year is 1 January for the intellectuals and the light is April 1,,,, It's a secret
ReplyDeleteMost people do not know I think the poem is offered to bloom and light!!nice!!!
(♥♥.... )thanks lovely Asim
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