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When the wooden door leads a little,
To a force is put
In the erst of the body fleece wells,  
Sweet sweating as the dew is deposited

The clamor of the known birds,
Uttering,
Be filled,
North wind changes direction,
Comes through my southern window

When harmonic air,
Passed over the yellow paddy fields,
Farmers perches hope's aroma
Into the hearts  

At the mid of the noon,
Cowboys keep exhaustion on flute
Swelling of the new message,
Leaves
Flowers
Fruits

After a Long waiting,
Pied crested Cuckoo singing
Mating songs
The peacock repeatedly whispering peahen

My beloved,
Your one "April" desires
bought us,
Cuddly child as the light purple rose

And they say you
Sing your song of arrival
O' April O' come!
Once Again!

Show Your Cyclone form
Engross your soul
Bring the rain,
Chill the Nature
Add to birth New Child for the unscathed time
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@Musfiq us shaleheen
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 Apr 2015 Dark moon
Nessa dieR
Her feet are cold
Her head is warm
Why wasn't He told?
Why did no one warn?

His love is dying
Deep, drowning pain
And there's no point in trying
The tries would be in vain.

She waited for him
Who she dearly yearned
And when he was finally seen
She got nothing in return.

So she walked away
But his spell, oh so strong
Would make her walk his way
And believe nothing was wrong.

But this time she regrets
Standing under the rain
Protecting him from Bullets,
For this time they pierced her brain.
 Feb 2015 Dark moon
Nessa dieR
There's a time and place for everything
A time to cry
A time to laugh
A time to love
A time to run away for a little while
With the someone you love.
I call this perfect timing
But I think now's the time to realize
You never got the timing right .
You were random.
A clock with worn out batteries,  
Or maybe you work counter-clockwise
I guess I'll never know.

And I did.  
But I realized something else too.
I realized i have never loved anyone,
As much as I love you.
I'm thankful to say, I've got my own clock, and as random and unique as he is, i love him very much
 Feb 2015 Dark moon
Nessa dieR
Ever since he's been on my mind, I can't words.

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