Rizwanul Islam Rudra

Blue

Oh how beautiful the rising sun!
Can I hear the most cheerful song?
Make a love bird and give it to you
Oh how wonderful the pleasurable fun!
When you was a little girl
Just remember-like a little star
You had no playing kites
Only you had a big sky
Which is full of colorful clouds
And also you bore some sinful acts!
When you was a teenager
Bad boys often teased you
You could not tolerate this at all
And at last they had raped you
For this reason you chose the death
No one could help you
No one could please you
Now in the age of ...