Subject : Poem
Name : The last letter of the Palestinian martyr
Writer : Hasan Zaman
Country :Bangladesh

If I never come back dear
If not, say I love you dear
In your tent, cold night! face to face
If the two do not sing! Stars fall
Do not lament! Nandini my dear Chand
Do not cry and tear your black hijab.

My fresh rose scented child
love you so much And my soul!
May be we will never meet again in this life
If you get news of death, you will be alone!
My children will become dust particles in the wind
Blue birds will fly in the air in the infinite sky!
Just as our earth has become a garden
Many women and children drowned in the rubble
I have been waiting for a long time, grasping at straws
Man’s relief eats the leftover bread thrown away
Flames of imperialist false assurances
Kaaba Gilaf holders are blind! Forgot to write devine
They seek happiness in the inn of monarchy
Believers have turned the blind today!

Darling don’t shed tears from your eyes
Don’t take away my starving child’s confidence
Surely their beloved father will return home one day
Fragrant bread dish full of grapes two hands!
The day the trees speak, the birds will sing
The day when the friction of stone on stone will raise the echo
See the monkeys hide their faces in the shade of the tree
Khandake mountain cave! Say goodbye to them forever!

By the Lord Death is insignificant to martyrs
Today accept a little separation this disaster!
Dear, if you get news, I will not return
Prayer conviction is immutable, eternal –
Martyrs are immortal souls! They have nothing to lose.