রবিবার, ২৬ মার্চ ২০২৩, ০৩:৪৫ অপরাহ্ন
Poetry:- “In Remembrance of Respect”
Written by Sarder Rakibul Islam
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I am afraid to walk on this ground.
The blood of the martyrs is on this ground.
They may be disrespected, that is my fear.
That’s why I like to walk barefoot dear.
Yes world, I am speaking from Bangladesh.
Where soil particles are tied with blood.
Yes earth, I speak from the land of languages.
Those who fight for language, not just for the land.
The world has learned to stand in front of the gun from us.
Learning from us, blood can also be given for language.
If you refuse,
However, I will understand that you were also one of the opponents of language.
I will write in memory….
Because, I want to die in love with history….
