Sk. Nurul Huda Poems

Here it is a thin layer of glass
That makes a obstacle between you and me mom,
I want to touch you but some learned and stethoscoped
Men forbid me to touch even the glass...they are called doctors.
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I am still alive for them only to take the sooth out of their eyes,
Only to keep my eyes closed on the facts, though open in disguise;

I am only to uproot God's planted knowledge conscience,
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The east breeze and the dawn gone
And the divine eye to its falling action
Oh the south wind too are in dying bed
All the three windows are closed
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I was present in the shop.
A father bought a baby food
Horlicks big and got a small
Pouch absolutely fee.
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Th.A.m.f. …. It is the.
'Then what's the matter, my friend? ' Nothing.
' Nothing? ' 'what? '
As is nothing there. 'Bogus, meaningless utterance.'
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The Beloved night was challenged to show her love
If stronger-
By her LOVER Day.
'Waite sometime', she requested.
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I understood the language of her eyes
Her halting voices confirmed it again
And her casual gifts were love in disguise.
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I hear- not peeping but in a co-incidence- the college boy,
Who poured in my ears a value-added, dull fearful joy.
Now, my friend, have a hear to my criminality contrary to coy-
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I hate history my love.
As a school student I begin to
Learn and read history.
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