Memory Poem by Delwar Hossain
Memory
The memory of love is always fresh and pleasant indeed.
It rouses captivation in mind with heavenly meed.
Keeping one alone at the station
The love-train has run too far.
That pleasing memory is still carried in heart's car.
The love-lute is suddenly played on
In the entertainment hut of the heart.
Everyone and all irrespective of caste and creed consider
The love to be heaven's part.
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