Mother's Laugh
Jahedur Rahim Liton
Give me a little room
To sit in my mother's-heart,
I'm un invited one;
Guilty of many more guilt.
I'll stay behind you all,
Just will call my mom silently.
Give as more punishment
As you can,
If I create any obstacle
Of anyone;
Give as more punishment
As you can.
Don't worry!
Suddenly by going
In front of my mother
I'll touch her legs,
But from far away
I'll only wash
My mother's colourful feet;
With the tear of my eyes.
Just when you will end up,
Mother's worship-lamp will rise up;
Let me see
A drop of mother's laugh.
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