I miss Bangladesh

I miss the land where my heart finds solace, Where the fragrance of joy fills every space. A place adorned with nature's divine grace, Oh, how I long to see Bangladesh's embrace.

I miss the warmth of the sun's gentle kiss, The soothing breeze that brings eternal bliss. The rivers that flow with a rhythmic sway, Whispering tales of a proud nation's way.

I miss the vibrant colors of the seasons, The blooming flowers and their captivating reasons. From the green fields to the golden harvest, The beauty of my homeland is truly the dearest.

I miss the melodies that echo in the air, The rhythmic beats that ignite a fervent flair. The folk songs that tell stories of the past, Connecting generations, making memories that last.

I miss the bustling streets filled with life, The bustling markets, a vibrant hive. The aroma of street food, a tantalizing delight, Where flavors dance, filling my appetite.

I miss the unity in diversity, the strength we share, A nation that stands tall, resilient and rare. The spirit of resilience, the triumphs we've seen, Together we rise, our hearts beating as one.

I miss the smiles of people, warm and kind, Their hospitality, a treasure I always find. The bonds of friendship that never fade away, Forever etched in my heart, come what may.

Though I may be far from my beloved land, The memories I cherish, firmly they stand. For Bangladesh, my homeland, forever I yearn, In my thoughts and dreams, it's my eternal return.

I miss Bangladesh, with all its glory and grace, Its rich heritage, a tapestry I can't erase. One day, I'll be back, to embrace my true home, Where my heart belongs, never again to roam.