Granary - Poem by Taslima Nasrin
You are my love's granary,
I pour out my water-steeped fertility
unstintingly, to stop does nor occur to me.
Suddenly I see you've slipped away,
I search for you, my heart-usurping boy, then
find you've fled, there was a ladder in back to step down.
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