Birds sing on the banyan tree
A new book will be launched soon
A new Bangladesh is born in February
New knowledge is presented to be known
The writer looks at the people
He is happy to see the zeal among them
Their eager eyes glitter like ripple
They love books more than gem
The banyan tree witnessed for hundred years
What happened in the sacred Bangla Academy
The nation built the place with blood and tears
Which hosts now the prestigious ceremony
Launching started with offering of bouquet
To the writer and the guests waiting under the tree
Some books were taken from the packet
To distribute among the attendees of the party
Guests spoke one by one about the book
The writer expressed the exciting story of writing
The audience was impressed by his charming look
Photos were taken for recording everything
The banyan tree witnessed another ceremony
A new book started its cheerful journey
I am so glad that the birds sing and new writing is still alive under the Banyan tree in Bangladesh. I once had the privilege of visiting the old Bangladesh for four days and enjoyed my brief stay there immensely.
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Ron
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