Amazing poem

The hair is the nightmare of his dark side,

The face is the artwork of his Sravasti;

The rudder broke after the sea

That sailor has lost direction

When he sees the land of green grass inside the Cinnamon Island,

I saw it in the dark;

He said, "Where have you been all this time?"

Natore's wildness raised its eyes like a bird's nest

Jibanananda Das (Banalata Sen)