Rahman Henry Poems

Being born from roses, up to far away, flowing the winds;
Now am thinking of those people,
Whose wallets are light and heavy the minds.
Of their flats as fairy and women as heaven
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Ground-nuts__

Be they raw or roasted,
once you unveil them
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At the beginning, I heard of the name— Burma
And later on, of— Myanmar

Now She has two names;
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Since my adolescence, I have been being
Fond of reading Kamal Kumar Majumder
Never try to read fickle eyes of a girl
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For more than seven years
We are habituated

To accept the traitors as
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One day, I must tell you the tale of my dreams
I used to dream repeatedly in the days of
Every February and March and recall them
Once again in every October nights,
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