Laboneeta This letter from your Nirjhor! Would remember- Whose love, some days dropped- You’re ashen heart! This adoring love corroded by your tart juice; You whispered- “Love that Yawning! Could it be hanging about for long?” ‘Tis Nirjhor’s latter No-never, toss it away with fume Behold some more- Listen the terms, sake of you. Me, no more plead your love today- No more love you, Not said to you-Bering some new trance Laboneeta, it is to discern- now I’m hoary to you; Past mistakes are in Oblivion. However scores of anticipation subsist here mind Scores of pain forgotten, for a while on tears- Written for depart twinge. Could you craft it today-? To bring my hand, On your engaged life priceless twilight’s So Some Handful as breather? Could you Onindita! Could you? May be you shy for it. But it’s true-on that evening I’m- On the light and shadow over sunset, Never hug you. Your crimson- Lips never touched. Never illustrate dream! Only-one more times, ogle UN to you. Just ogle-bring on my two eyeballs. Still you- The onindeta of fairytale, stay as felicitated? No more here after. Wouldn’t you offer? If bid, -then knowing from your heart. No more needs memo. I then gather your answer- Yours reply. amar valolagata apnader shate sheare korlam dhonnobad. (Zeeshan Sujon)
Posted on: Tue, 08 Oct 2013 08:15:31 +0000
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