My Eyes Will Be River - Poem by sultan mahmud
oh dear, if you fail to take my love
on a revolutionary springs, in battle field
if you not heir my biting of nerve
not see my eyes tears that is filled.
i know well, your mind that love me
but forsake of nation moving like bee
for great love you ignore little one
through I m helpless, not stronger as thee.
perhaps my eyes will be a river
after battle you will die like red sawn
then my water contain you forever
none but take you form my mine!
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