(koto-kotha tare chhilo bolite)
I had so much to talk to him about
Met on my way by brief eye contact
Alone sitting day-night
I organized the words
Saturating in Purobi soaked in Lolit
Such word bloomed in flower forest
Such word Pervading thru blue sky
I played with the word
By spreading thru my heart outdoor
Silently singing to pleasing his mind
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