The Tear
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Mahtab Bangalee
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A drop of tears
booked me in den of sad,
carried brook of soreness,
detained full my enjoyment,
entitled me endless echo of pathos,
fabricated all perky activeness,
gabbled all gratuity of past in bitterness,
hoarded fable of passions,
imbued me by ink of sorrow,
jabbed playful sinuous letter,
kept but keen fragrance of love,
lustful game was not there in us,
magnified your virginity in my manly chamber.
Nectarine the tear is- encloses us maidenly,
ornaments my eyes as handsome sight,
pacifies around my all in and out,
quests thirst of life in elixir,
rearranges milieu to stand together.
Soars the wings of tear like united pigeon
Technicolor life of drip makes us mature
Ubiquitous vision is love before us
Vale of happiness is in our union
Wail is waning for innocent smiling
X-rays of love is flourishing around
Year of years for you and me
zealous to show we are love in free
-June 04,2018 Chottagram, Bangladesh
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