In Bengal Sky Is Crazy For The Earth

The beauty of nature that I saw at Rangpur, A city of North Bangla Desh, I can’t forget it was so much amazing, Believe it or not the sky was flowing on the earth, And the stars uncountable in numbers, I saw swimming in the ocean of winds. Riding a bicycle I felt I was on a ship, And the ship was travelling to a destination, Where a moon was waiting for me, In a bansbari, a house made of bamboo sticks. Black clouds my faithful true friends, Having captivated the moon for me, I didn’t see a star on sky, And the moon not unhappy, Dreaming and singing the song, That is sung while waiting for a lover, The sun had set after fine rainfalls, The gust of wind and mud sticky, Was obstructing the lover, The message of crickets and its music, Was inspiring the lover to reach at the hut, And he was moving on with a procession, Like a prince of the earth, To the princess of the hut, With millions of glow-worms, Twinkling on the earth like real stars, Silently lighting the path of love!