Rayhan Islam Shuvro (28th December,1992 / Jessore, Bangladesh)
Rain is all you need tonight from me
Pain is the only way to reach to the breeze.
She looks up to the sky to see
The lights of hope, nights to end
She awakes alone, and wait.
She is fine, she pretends.
She is strong and she's dry
And she is fake and she cries.
She saw her baby to born,
Saw her baby to run
Saw her baby to learn
One day, baby turned into a man.
She waits, still she does.
Nevermind soldier, you were never been so far.
You are always in her heart.
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