Binoy Barman

Rookie (May 14,1969 / Narayanganj)

Burning And Melting - Poem by Binoy Barman

How nicely the ice burns
How softly the sun melts
Look at my eyes to witness
The burnt and molten belts.

She was mine
When the air was hot
A chilling brewed
When the game was shot.

Now the dead breath
Hangs in the roof of the sky
No consolation no sympathy
Can reach a glory so high.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 10, 2010

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