Dear beloved

 

Drunk in the rhythm of poetry dear Priya,,,

 Love is in the rhythm of ocean waves

 Priya's mind is swaying,,,,

 Happiness is the dream of the ocean,

 I think it's shallow...

 Shanti Priya in the middle of the tide

 Touching the heart in a calm mind.

 water wave current game

 At the meeting of sky and earth

 In the blue sea of ​​love

 The ground is wet by the rain

 You will be wet by the touch of Priya

 Beloved's beloved says,,,,/

  Bishazit Debnath