Friend is flower in My life,
Rising Sun and peeping light,
As if, clouds rise in the sky,
I think it is not lie.
Colourful Garden looking nice,
I see, he seese all around.
Poetry, History give us knowledge,
So that, I can gaze it.
I do false, I really do,
I do enjoy with you.
RABIUL SARDAR, (13-06-2016)
Weak point of my heart,
Nobody can finds that.
RABIUL SARDAR. AT HOME,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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