কে বলেছে মানুষ উড়তে পারে না?
আমি বলি,
কবি হ‌ও–
বেশি কিছু না
একবর ই যথেষ্ট;
তারপর দেখবে,
খাঁচাতে ভুবন খুজেঁ পাবে;
সত্যি বলছি।।

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It is haste;
They are too expensive to afford.
But at times,
past-me, like spoiled brat
buys them,
in exchange of my time—
The time of this present-me!
How past-me
could know
about my budget?
Aike father,
and his boy, isn't it?
Yes it seems.
That's why when past-me
picks my pocket when it's short;
The present-me has to bear entirely,
like a father
bears his son's mischief.

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Why you love the rain?
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The night is growing old like the shaded tears of yours
in my mind, O you !

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To realise only when away

It is too late
to think of that tale;
The soap was no more
there on the sink rack.
Someone 'd kept it back,
from where I 'd taken it—
I mean, in the bathroom.
I never realise
who was that someone.
Until they were closest to me,
still farther away,
over that Birch Tree.

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Alone or being grey‽

Someone behold me!
I'm losing something out there
where they,
weave moments before my face.
And there I ruin myself
as rusty blades ruin gullible ends.
Then i step down a bit,
smoke their trends as long as a day
and say,
I'm alone! am i being grey?

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To The Girl who loves Rain
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কেন দিন নয়, রাত শুরু হয়
যবে প্রেমের লেন্স পুরু হয়?

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I love my shadow more than me
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