Call me
Words are tired of bathing deep inside my heart
No more introspection, auto-erotism
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All the homes of worship
Have already been lost
Their chastity
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Days of suspicion fall down here
None is beyond doubt
Whenever someone speaks of protest
We think it a chicanery
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Single and simple
This heart of mine, can fly towards everywhere
You move, everywhere you hide yourself;
It's sensitive and fond of speed.
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সার্দিনিয়ার গল্প ।। রহমান হেনরী
আমরা এখন ক্যালেন্ডারের ভেতর দিয়ে চলে যেতে পারি:
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There are
Irrational minds
Unresponsive hearts
Blind eyes
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Seven days and seven nights—
bare footed, I walked on sands and gravels
and reached the bank of the river;
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Here are one hundred
varieties of thread
the spools
the gold keen needle
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The nature can creat this balance!
Leaves, boughs, branches and trees
Speak out to cover and recover our silence.
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