Blissful Memory
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Bangladesh nature
poem
love?
i will offer.
heart ?
that too
will be offered.
from the corner of my lip
only a pinch-of-love
will ask for
-should you have it.
if you want flowers,
i will bring 101 white lotus
from the black lake
lovely
Bangladesh
sowing sapling
in your hot heart
book cover
Novel name ‘n
anga hozorer pathor sorgoo” mean
open criminal prophet
lovely
Bangladesh
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POEM
HOUR
Sowing a sapling
In your hot heart
I SAID-
You didn’t give me anything
Man , in depth of feeling
Waits like raindrops
I was pale
Waiting like dewdrops
More than anything eles
Through the long walks of earth
The deep wheel rolls repeatedly
My waiting has touched the cloud
Waking in the vast field
Nothing in sight
Yet dust floats
In the shadow of twilight
In the singing instrument of Baul
Like an eager bird
I look up with open eyes.
LOVELY
poet of
Bangladesh
POEM
Write about your strongest memory of heart-pounding belly-twisting nervousness: what caused the adrenaline? Was it justified? How did you respond?
HOUR
Sowing
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