Wait
Hakikur Rahman
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The one who plays the flute
I was sitting by opening the window
He never played the flute.
In that tune I would like to sing
I thought by the corner of the heart
Could not sing anymore.
The one who draw a picture
I caught the paint and brush
Never I could paint.
That's the way to go
I went out from the door
Could not walk on the path.
That color is blooming
When did I prostrate?
Never could paint with the mind.