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Aug 19
Talking about pain,
I will abstain,
From spreading everywhere.
I tell sky a little bit,
In the afternoon taking seat,
On the green grass-carpet,
Then a relief I get.
At night I open mind,
When jasmine says, "Hello wind!"
Stars ask, "Are you sad?"
"Brush away it, be glad."
Happiness says being raged,
"All the time you are engaged
In the boring blue bird,
Leaving him so hard?"
Water lotus asks showing charm,
"Are tears lukewarm?"
Wind says gently embracing,
"Stop crying, moon is dancing."
Nargis Parveen
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Nargis Parveen  F/Bangladesh
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