Bangladesh Poem by Nazim Khan

The land of beauty it's
The nature of her green,
The land of lac martyrs
And the weather's serene.

Filled with blessings she's
Has many also rivers,
Situated it's beside India
She's no more fevers.

The volume of her is that
1,47,570 square K.metres,
Got independence in 1971
Died for crore real fighters.

The father of her is Mujib
Is known to all of us,
He's the real son of hers
Brave, royal & famous.

Hundreds of beauties here
We see, Lie in her lap,
Bangladesh's a super country
Look! Look on your map.

Thousand times I utter her
Yet I don't get tired,
Bangladesh is my mom, Ah!
For living It's best yard.

About thirty lacs of people
Has died for her,
Numerous girls been raped
They're gang-raper.
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