Monday, July 9, 2018

May be, may be not

Love, the promise of mischief on her face
Love, the desire in her kiss, a touch of grace

Love, the hidden treasure in her words
Love, a stolen glance, but backwards

Love, the pull of death through her fingers
Love, the lease of life along life's borders

Love, not a word nullified by millions
Love : testimony to a truth surviving eons.



ব্রহ্মা জানেন! আমি না।


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