Fake Love
JahedurRahim Liton
If today is the last night of someone,
Tomorrow the shameless sun;
Must be peek up again.
Some eyes may glisten with tears,
Some hearts may break with cries.
Oven also will be installed,
Rice will be cooked by the fire of spark;
Even if today ends up someone's all apply.
Will this lovely world be stopped?
If today ends up, the game of breath,
Yet, life will continue,
With just a few; fake love.
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