Today all the day long what the leaves of the tree say
Fluttering to the inner soul of the wind, I do not know.
Somebody calls me in my childhood name
Suddenly hide in the murmurs of the wind
Today all day long, many a time, reminding of my past
Forlorn and dejected days and messy hours
Remained unmoving like a shadow of a mountain.
Like a dimple in the distant corner of the evening
It bloomed today, all day long.
Translated by Siddique Mahmudur Rahman