Ashitei Amar Poems

Eyes to see the standing ovation,
Ears to hear the applauds,
Neck to wear the medal,
Arms to lift the trophy,
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I remember her sitting in the right front corner
Her beauty striking like thunder
I remember her cheeks red with polish
For these cheeks every guy would wish
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I see her in the hood
I taste her in my food
She's the thought in my head
She's the pillow in my bed
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He flungs open the door
And there she lies on the floor
Cruelly locked in the chain
That embeds her soul in pain
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