The Best Philosopher
Beside Karnaphuli*,
Midst leafs of tree,
What am I looking for?
Who lives at far shore?
At night, in my room,
When I see empty pot,
And I see undressed cot,
I become heart-sick more.
Who lives at far shore?
Sometimes, in my sky,
I fly here and there.
Yea, this is my mother:
The best philosopher.
Karnaphuli*: the largest and most important river in Chittagong
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