Inarticulate Poem by Aninda Sundar Biswas

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When merriment repletes me, try to be your
When the world become faint, I hope you
From wake up to bed, I think you
In each sight, I see you
On my each sense, I try to touch you
You're the one, step away, with my each step to you.

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Aninda Sundar Biswas

Aninda Sundar Biswas

Darirpar, Maliat, Egarokhan
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