Humayun Kabir

(1898-1969 / Faridpur)


Those who stood close to you and were dear-
You will forget them in the flow of time, my friend,
Life's uneven road curves in and out
And suddenly they disappear beyond the bend-
Disappear as suddenly as first appeared.
Perhaps the darkness of the night swallowed them
While you came marching across the night.

Those who were once dear are today

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