Gafur
Hakikur Rahman
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Gafur
His home is in an unknown village
Far away from the city.
He had two acres of land
And two cows for the plough
Plant the land of others with his land
So start with the life.
Youth has seen many dreams
Never got completed
Still did not stop walking
Life has not stopped yet.
Now at the old age the body is lenient
The house, cows, plough have become old
Everything is lean and thin.
In this way a life is gone
with no mark
The hard days have been passed without any border
The way was dense.