My Garden and The Spring by Mohammad Jainul Abedin - HTML preview

There was a river

Nobody knew that

Here there was a river

It was making  a sweet murmur

with tides and waves...........

Nobody knew that

There was a river in my mind

It was flowing gently and silently

to your minds

It had neither banks nor water

Neither tides nor waves

It had no boundaries.........

Nobody knew that

There was a river in my memory

It was murmuring besides the cottage

of my village home

In my childhood  memories

in very deep of my heart......