Through the silent heart of the deepest night,
A sliver of smile breaks into the light.
In the dense woods of stillness, quiet and profound,
Heaps of sweet fragrance scatter all around.
Just as ‘Lubna‘ means a scent from the wild,
In her every grace, that soul is compiled.
Like a fountain’s flow, her words ever stream,
Quenching the desert of hearts like a dream.
With colors of a butterfly’s wings in her wake,
Like a humming bee, she paints dreams for her sake.
Yet in the corner of her eyes, clouds begin to loom,
Woven in a lonely shadow of melancholy gloom.
She hides the salty sting of pain deep within her breast,
Drowning in the tides of work, seeking happy rest.
Like a restless river, she breaks every shore,
Hidden sighs remain unsaid, secrets held in store.
When weary hours pass, pulled by the North Star’s gleam,
A secret thirst awakens in her spirit’s restless stream.
Her waiting is endless—will someone ever arrive?
To love her with a soul that makes the heart survive?
Today, she yearns for a touch, fragrant and divine,
Where pure emotions dwell, and eternal love shall shine.
Wild waves crash upon the sands of memory’s shore,
A restless longing for a peaceful shade she does outpour.
Amidst the crowd of sorrows, she spreads a nectar bright,
Feeding hungry souls with a subtle, pure delight.
On this deep path of silence, she burns like a flame,
The girl named Lubna walks alone, true to her name.
Across the heart, the echoes of her return softly play,
While through the scented forest, a lonely tune finds its way.
In that intense waiting, all fragrances turn pale and gray,
Lubna only longs to be the crown of someone’s love today.
Date: March 18, 2026 Location: Shyamoli, Dhaka