POEM: Abstract
Shamsul Alam Belal :
Beauty over the vast plain smiles with its valuable asset
That is hidden into a dark well.
All commoners with a poor sense can better understand
Where cries the midnight bell?
It is true that the most terrible experience for all is dying,
Not death that is predestined,
It is true that anything expected in life is somewhere else
And there we are quarantined.
Still there are many to brook any mystery that hides none
But the identity of humanism.
You should make a point of trying each experience once,
As you’ve strong enthusiasm.
Beauty over the vast plain smiles with its valuable asset
That is hidden into a dark well.
All commoners with a poor sense can better understand
Where cries the midnight bell?
It is true that the most terrible experience for all is dying,
Not death that is predestined,
It is true that anything expected in life is somewhere else
And there we are quarantined.
Still there are many to brook any mystery that hides none
But the identity of humanism.
You should make a point of trying each experience once,
As you’ve strong enthusiasm.
