An Oblation To Dr. Issa J Boullata
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Oh; it's not a night
no cyclone Fani is there
no owl is there
no moonlit is crying
no mole crickets are flying
no dark is chuckling with me
look; like the sunshine
his smiling is still alive
no passing can touch his life
he was, he is, he'll be always with us
it's literature;
every sip of nectar and elixir
makes him alive forever
-May 06,2019, Chattogram
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