Sea To Finger

From the sea to the fingers
As much as water rises
That's the time when I'm here
In the world.
Yet why do I want so much in the world?
I feel pain in the heart for not getting some.
Under the trees on the way
I go to rest,
To get comfort in that place,
how much time do I have?
That's the time all that I have
In the world.
Where will the place be for billions of years?
Yet why do I want so much in the world?
I feel pain in the heart for not getting some.
I am a traveler
I came into the world,
Oh, yet why I say !
Mine, mine, mine.
Why do I want so much in the world?
I feel pain in the heart for not getting some.

Muhammad Helal Uddin
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