manir hossain


To God


Oh my God!
Whatever you know about me
Please let it be known to other
That I love most
Like brother.

Oh my god! Let them know
How I’m
Let them know
What intention of mine
Let them know
How I want to treat with them
Minding their each name.

Oh my god!
Just let them know
What kind of mind I belong to.

Oh my god!
I don’t know
What should I do?
To get their mind too.

Oh my god!
I know
Just you know
So let them know too
How I’m
To play my life’s game.

Oh my god!
I never want to claim myself
To be too good
But did I take even any hood
To put my food.

Oh my god!
Just compare me with them
And let them know how I’m.

Submitted: Sunday, October 05, 2008
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