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This is an urge to get very close Thirst to see a little bit, how many things not to say. Even if you go to the secret, you will find it
By Aranna Hasan Delwar 3 months ago in Poets
Life is a philosophical particle Everyone sees the world disappear on the horizon--- Puppetry has a fascinating history
Like a flying bird with white wings When in the dreamy night sky The body of the moon is full of youth. Open hair fixed on white clouds
Atrial fibrillation in the marginal axis of the atrial fibrillation; The towering buildings on the side of the neck are constantly breathing fire,
Darkness surrounds me In that darkness, the red eyes like a cheetah shine brightly, A raft of white and black clouds runs away like a deer.
Winter morning bright sun, I owe you my love, how do I repay? You are the blue of the blue, the flower of the step See you in the spring, the rest of the time hang.
You have come again to Falgun, Basant Vilas The image of the universe in your eyes, the vast sky. Someone else's hand on your saree,
My heart has become a bonsai with your love; He can't touch the sky if he wants to Not being able to breathe through the branches
breath. Where there is a heart, there is no heart Your feelings are still alive; You haven't been in my town for a long time
By Aranna Hasan Delwar Polythene, a specter in disguise, A silent bomb beneath azure skies. Plastic tendrils weave through earth's embrace,
when i die I'll leave everything, leave everyone, Random words My notebook page Some memories of the flighty nature
------By Aranna Hassan Delwar. A woman's face leads me Blown away by a violent storm The brain is involved in thinking