Monday, April 16, 2018

Akashbani

Haat foshke jay
Tomar; Ogunti premiker bhire
Ashole gondogol goray
Tai aynay dekho phire phire.

Eka poth hete jao,
Chhure felo prem, jome jonjal
Je bole tumi eka nao -
Bhebo to, she premik na konkal?

Prem hoite sabdhan
Ohetuk nijer diyo na bisarjon
Jibe prem kore jei jon
Shei jon sebichhe imagination!


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