The Poetry Society Celebrating our centenary

When I am calm I go into a sundor ghum

I go to a big beach and see the asmani shomudro

A boro mass took me onto its back 

And splashed me with his geyser.

He takes me back to the balu,

it is so soft I wanted to go inside it

but the picture started to change

the Asman goes lal and the mass

becomes a lal hatti

the pani turned into a ragi volcano. 

A ragi volcano about to burst.

Suddenly the volcano came near my phao splashingly

I felt this tingly feeling and the dunia became all white.

I got up from my sleep and told my mum the story

and it all flowed out of me.