flowers photograph

today I will write short poem...let's see how it's like.....

"The hand is filled with lump of money

But my fields of grain are filled.

Rudyar never found the day,

Basundhara of the night floating in the float

If you have taped finger sweat,

The master of the brain then lost

Sailors have their own nickname in the Bhola

Blossom flower blossom in the eyes

Call out if the memories are faded,

Humming Locked Room

The birds will come back to know the way home

I will not be alone knowing the path

If you tap, old dust will drop out

The water is stored in the corner of the eye.

Cotton bursts in the air

There will be not only dedicated boots

The moon does not wake up in the forest of the forest

Shed Fender in the body of sand

Do not read the missing trap

There is absolutely no sound in the form of sleeping

Filled with love, it is filled with love

But my extensive bihirabhumi

I want to run away

Cover the eyes with your fingertips."
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