Dear Myself,
What a pathetic this life
Want to make a lovely ride
Still there are so many strifes
Always block my dreamy road of life
Losing hopes at each time
How can write the story of love
Who can give the hope of life Nobody is here except myself- ah!
That’s enough for this ride
Your inner self is your best friend
Let that friend come with a new trend
Where are you hiding as a magician?
When you look at that mirror
You will see the true reflection
That is your spirits— rhythms of life
Dear part for the magical hut.
Let your thoughts flow as ocean
You can enjoy that tidal dance
Dear friend— where are you hiding
Come with your spiritual senses.
(C) S Afrose, BD.