Abu Sayeed Obaidullah Poems

You're not shivering, O Carcass

Weary herds of cows and market-men left the place in a bunch.
Mounting religious-compulsion ends up in control of the frontier.
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Looking at the snowfalls, I shall only recite poetry, I tell you.
The Sita- necklace at the bottom of the white mountain,
Duldul horse, whatever comes airborne, I tell you.
Guards wearing red garments, also show tricks and swiftness
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I keep up my innocence
Dear mango tree you are my kin.
If I attain your silhouette in this assembly of hunting
as is found in perpetual Mango-orchard.
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অন্ধকারের ঘাড়

ফল বাঁচাও
রাত্রি ঘুমিয়ে গেলে
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