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Md. Shinha Sarder Poem
Shinha, the Creator Extraordinaire
Beneath the glow of a digital screen,
Shinha crafts worlds both seen and unseen.
With passion that flows like a vibrant stream,
Turning simple moments into a dream.
From tips and tricks to stories untold,
A voice so warm, a presence bold.
Laughter ripples through every frame,
Bringing joy to fans who call her name.
Her edits dance with a lively spark,
Each clip a masterpiece, hitting its mark.
Whether gaming, chatting, or something new,
Shinha's content feels fresh, yet true.
Through ups and downs, she shines so bright,
A guiding star in the YouTube night.
Her community grows, her reach expands,
A symbol of care with helping hands.
So here's to Shinha, inspiring all,
Answering dreams with every call.
May her journey soar, her spirit thrive,
As her content keeps the world alive
Copyright © MD. Shinha Sarder | Year Posted 2025
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Md. Shinha Sarder Poem
Oh, land of rivers, lush and green,
A tapestry of beauty, serene.
Fields of gold, where farmers toil,
Life springs forth from your fertile soil.
Your skies sing with birds in flight,
Your days are warm, your stars alight.
The Padma flows with stories untold,
Of courage, freedom, hearts of gold.
From Dhaka’s streets to Sundarbans wild,
Nature and culture are beautifully styled.
The roar of tigers, the whisper of trees,
Echo your spirit across the seas.
Your people stand, both strong and kind,
With dreams that no chains can bind.
Born of struggle, yet full of grace,
A beacon of hope, a proud embrace.
Oh, Bangladesh, our motherland,
Forever cherished, forever grand.
With love we walk, with pride we say,
For you, our hearts will always stay.
Copyright © MD. Shinha Sarder | Year Posted 2025
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Md. Shinha Sarder Poem
In the city's heart, where the towers rise,
Neon lights dance in restless skies.
Footsteps echo on concrete streams,
Chasing futures, chasing dreams.
In the village, where the river hums,
Morning wakes with beating drums.
Fields stretch wide, the earth stands still,
Time flows soft, yet strong in will.
City streets with stories loud,
Village paths with stars unbowed.
One moves fast, the other stays,
Yet both hum life in different ways.
For in the rush and in the rest,
Both the worlds are truly blessed.
The city dreams, the village stays,
Together they weave life’s grand maze.
Copyright © MD. Shinha Sarder | Year Posted 2025
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