In the land where rivers gracefully flow, Lies a nation proud, with stories to bestow. Bangladesh, a land of vibrant hues, Where history and culture forever fuse. In the embrace of the mighty Padma's might, A nation emerges, bathed in golden light. From the verdant plains to the lush mangroves, A tapestry of beauty, this land behoves. Oh, Bangladesh, your landscapes so diverse, From Cox's Bazar, where azure waters immerse, To the tea gardens of Sylhet, a verdant sight, Nature's canvas paints with exquisite delight. In the heart of Dhaka, a bustling maze, Where life's symphony in chaos plays. The rickshaws weave through colorful streets, A vibrant tapestry where tradition meets. Beneath the banyan trees, serene and grand, Whispers of history, a timeless band. Ancient ruins of Paharpur stand tall, A testament to a glorious past, enthralled. The spirit of Bengal echoes loud and clear, In the songs of Tagore, voices endear. From the melodies of Nazrul, passion untold, A cul...