garir chakar daag-er opor diye ulongo shishur dol
cycle-er tube niye goti-r khelay motto..
jeep-er dhuloy pichhonta pray jhapsa, gholate hoye jachhilo..
amar chokh tokhono hoyto osohay Sakina-k khunjchhe..
pahari ful-er gondho j etota pochhondo hobe bhabini..
bhabini j bhalo lagbe sufir adole gaowa sei adibasi sur..
r bhabini j Sakina-k pabo..
prai raat 8tar por jokhon pichhoner oe chhotto tila-tar dike
eka eka hanttam, chander alor pashapashi
mon jeno ashroy peto meye-tar sorol, nirabhoron boktobye...
tar oe jot pakano chuler modhye sada phool-er hasi
chokher jyotir modhye amolin bhalobasa
r amar sei chotto meyeta, sob jokhon ek hoye jeto
tokhon abiskar kortam amar ostityo..
phire giye samner 27a ekbochhor purno hobe jedin
opekkhay bose bose Sakina-r chhobi-ta niye
katachhera korbo, lorbo nijer sathe
ar jodi bochhor panchek banchate partam
tahole aaj r Sakina-k dhulor jhore fele astam na.. chakar daag-er
moto buker daag-o ekdin miliye jeto...
moram-er rastay
sorpil pothe
bhalobasar anginay, Sakinay...
