Md Shahadat Hossain Poet Classicism

Bangladesh

It's my homeland, my motherland,
It's another name is queen's land,
It's also called land of the rivers,
India is surrounded with our borders.
It's abounded with natural beauty,
Surely it's landscape is so pretty,
The people of there're very hospitable,
Their simplicity is undeniable;
There are less mountains,
We have also some fountains,
There are six seasons,
Each of them has different variations.
It's soil is so fertile,
To produce something there is facile,
The natural disaster is our common partner 
They can't beat us, as we are more stronger.
We have different types of opinions,
We have also high ambitions,
For political purposes we are divided 
But for country's intereste we are united.
Someone said Bangladesh is a bottomless sack, 
We already proved that his speech was fake.
It has lots of tourist attractions,
The foreigners always get warm receptions.

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