Close To Nature

I sat alone on the bank of the river, I was thinking what could I write then. The wind of the south was blowing rapidly, Black clouds covered the sky all at once. The roar of the waves were comining from the far away, My mind was looking for someone close to me. The seagul was going to- Their respective addresses. It was unknown how I was drawing pictures with my lazy mind, Am I going to become a poet? The shadow of the wind was touching me now and then, My mind was filled with the unknown attached to one of them touches. Green grasses were shaking thier heads down to the bank side, Will they talk to me if they get my company? My mind rushed to the bank of the Jamuna river repeatedly, Where my beloved resides. I will make her listen my melody, As long as there is life in my body.