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,
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.
