Tried to translate shawon1982's poem in Bangla
http://www.postpoems.org/authors/shawon1982/poem/1000570
Entire credit to the original author...
Luxury
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Winter morn lying under a quilt
Lazily seeing the fog through
The window of my bedroom
Silently watching the lazy haze
Casting a translucent see-through
On the trees and faraway houses
Lying under the warmth of quilt
I sit up and reach for the hot tea
Sipping I leaf through a magazine
Time ticking past lazy but luxuriously
Warmth and lazing is luxury for me
I don't deserve such pleasure
The few takas I earn as salary
Scarcely can make both ends meet
I envy those living in sweet luxury
As for me I can't afford to fall sick
Medicines are a luxury to me...
Every minute plan how to save a taka
Now the hot tea doesn't give happiness
The heat scalds my chaffed palms
But I can't afford to have burnt palms
They are my only true friends
To wipe my tears away.........