Sunday, April 29, 2018

To find the way
Hakikur Rahman
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Finding this time, that time, foretime
Body and mind are tired
Seems it is worthless to find
And the time is shortened.
Thoughtless thoughts
When it is monsoon, when it is drought
In such a crisis
The path is filled with ditches.
The way no longer
has any end
So, to find the way
Whatever remained.

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