kafil uddin raihan.

She is a mother,
She has loves,
She has dreams,
She is creative,
...

Smiling farmer see his green harvest,
Fluting cowboy under the old tree,
Excited boy flying kite in the blue,
Marigold in the chignon of village bride,
...

Till now,
They haven't seen this naked world,
They haven't known the human greed,
They haven't learnt the mystery of life and death,
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Every sphere of our life,
We try to keep balance,
When there is an imbalance,
There is a disaster,
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She was only one year old,
Her mother was singing a lullaby.
At that night, there was silence,
Which was broken by sudden bullets,
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He was a child,
Aged four or five,
But he saw rude,
Cruel life and man,
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Inhaling smoky lead,
Carbonated old lung,
Alcohol burnt liver,
Rotten kidneys cry,
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He was walking with his father,
There was a ice cream in his hand.
Every thing was as usual,
Crowd making noise around them,
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Certain things, we can see,
Certain things, we can never,
In between there are something else,
That we can see but we don't,
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Faulty fertilization,
Mistimed zygote,
Newer embryo,
Unusual pulsation,
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A moon lit night,
A little boat is waving,
A torn sail is dancing,
A dim hurricane is lighting,
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We can never create a single life,
So we shouldn't have right to take it,
But what is going on all around a society,
Some psychotic man have been serial killer,
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There is no religion,
That speaks for war,
That speaks for bloodshed,
That speaks for taking lives,
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Is it possible?
We all have forgotten our all identity,
The only identity stands is the human,
There is no land, no border,
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Dear little angel,
Do you know me?
I am your poor father,
While you are wondering
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I dream to be a bird,
I dream to be blue sky,
I dream to be green field,
I dream to be flowing river,
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You say them, 'autistic'.
You neglect them,
Never treat them one of yours,
You think them the curse of God.
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Dear love, how are you?
How is our little angel?
How does she look like?
Does she get the deep blue eyes,
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She was everything to me,
She managed this house,
She colored my life,
Every thing belongs to me now,
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He is a father,
Walking door to door,
Running here and there,
Begging the sympathy,
...