I carefully keep you,
In the bookshelf,
In the morning garden,
like a jasmine bloom.
I keep you like water,
like earth,
Like devdar leaves,
softly rustling at dusk.
Like the innocent tears
Of a little boy,
Or his joyful forgetfulness.
— Sanjib Saha
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