To Li Jing, From Bangladesh
Across the seas, where dreams take wing,
My heart sails softly to you, Li Jing.
From Bengal’s shore to Hong Kong’s hue,
I found my pleasure , my light — in you.
Your name, Li Jing, what a gentle song,
In every note everywhere , I feel I belong.
The stars above seem all aware,
They blink your name across the air.
When I see you by the seashore walk,
Or on a horse in grace you talk,
My heart turns wild, my eyes grow deep,
Emotions wake always, I cannot sleep.
Your voice — a breeze of tender art,
That whispers peace within my heart.
Your eyes — two lanterns warm and kind,
That chase the shadows from my mind.
Each dawn I write your name anew,
In poems dipped in morning dew.
O Li Jing, dear Tina, my heart’s refrain,
Your smile outshines the monsoon rain.
From Bangladesh to your bright shore,
This bond shall bloom forevermore.
For in my soul, one truth shall ring —
I love you deeply, dear Tina, Li Jing.
Midnight 23 October 25
Copyright © Nurul Hoque | Year Posted 2025
|