(for Mr. Kawsar, my friend)
Dear, won’t we walk hand to hand....
this evening’s tiresome travel,
...
Dear, let us start our journey- - -
Look, the impassive deviated dreams infatuates you and me! ! !
The flavor of lust regenerates you and me! ! !
...
I was born in Kushtia, Bangladesh, the land blessed with the touch of Lalan Shah, Rabindranath Tagore, Mir Mosharraf Hossain; in 1979. I have earned my Honours and Master degree in English Literature from Islamic University Kushtia. I just love poetry from my heart. As a man blessed with the heavenly touch of literature, I think that literature might play the role of the matrix of solutions needed to uplift human civilization.)
Darling Dew
Darling dew
Why don’t you dazzle my heart? ? ?
Dreamy days beckon at me
Why can’t I embrace that? ? ?
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