My poem(ওপারের ডাকে)

I have lost my wife on 26-may-2019. He understands the pain of losing? When he left me, I am alone, this is a difficult road. My journey start with my two child. My child,My two world.Again and again, God wants to tell you that you are  very raw in math,Don’t know the math of life.

A few days ago I wrote a poem about my wife, that is how I made it into English today.

Call of the over

Dipankar Gharami

It was then my turn to return home.

At the end of the day, a wind suddenly came,

My ear touched.

Going to say, are you good?

I’m not good

I know your sky is clouded.

Tell me what to do

I’m far away now!

Well, do you still cry?

If you remember your father,

Or, just think about me now,

How do i leave you?

Or cut the cell phone chest?

Where my pictures are gently.

I know your sky is clouded,

And what to say!

Well, how are my two worlds?

Keep it in the middle of the chest!

Suddenly, the bike stopped and I stopped,

Hey, you’re right with me-

I understood the moment of silence,

The wind was from above!

Then the cloud that was frozen was raining.

The rain said wet eyes –

Jaan stay  good, be good, you’re over.