onek din por kobita lekha holo.
And he burns as we expect
Over fluent flames are to defect
The ashes remain in envious heart
Speak my love- before we fall a-part.
In the air the melodious songs he sings
With an ill-framed emotion and twisted strings,
Beware of the last minute- it was far more mild
As he forget to kiss the forehead of his own burning child.
Burn and burn- we were total nine
Two more left and the rest are divine.
The last remaining vein still excel
You always try to take it away and you did well.
In your room all gather
The maid- broken shade
Fire you lent – slowly we went
As we decay – with the last breath to lay.
Years later- new candles to stroke
Still now the suggestions always revoke.
Now only sorrow crawl in to our race
Destruction and anger creates permanent base.
Here, beside the broken glass- in a summer day
We prepare to set sail. Destination? Far- Far Away.







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