Madhyarater kabita / মধ্যরাতের কবিতা

romanticism is the home of rebellion. Suppose you don't know how to swim but you want to float in the middle of the river, what do you do? Desperate to learn to swim or watch the noise of the water from afar. Of course you will choose the first one. That is, everything that is bad, bad, that can burn us like fire; We have been making alliances with him since Adi Lagna. So is this collection of poems. As we move at a light, slow pace, we suddenly realize that the battle cry is ringing within us. Suddenly you will see the familiar city, whose chest you have been stepping on for so long, today suddenly embraces you like a lover of college life. Some say romanticism does not bring revolution. I say revolution is incomplete without romanticism, romanticism is the cradle of revolution.