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You Never seen his heart . O lovers of earth You Never seen his heart, Have you ever seen the heart of your poor boyfriend? How much burns? How much of his humility, his survival, How much does he think of himself as small? What are you looking at The young man's cry alone at night? You look at the boyfriend Sometimes the lover's heart? How to fight with a real world; Ever wondered why a sea water would be donated; Why mix The body in the grave After so many ways have passed A fish; Decide to remain lonely. pages breaks out of the book, after a long sleeveless ride One crow flies alone The money is blown after the ATM booth; This world Here it is It's weird! Sick and sick You love it so much that it hurts you away; Thinking you will be sick By separating yourself from you. You think of him as selfish Think about your own interests The boy left you today. But Forget you repeatedly; That is not love and sometimes selfish; Forget you repeatedly If selfish; But why do not you look at another woman thinking you will suffer? You never asked yourself; Why the boy in the face of is not so much smile today Does not laugh a little? Why do you want to move away? Maybe the rest of the time you are sick with him Thinking of yourself in your place, why he left yourself alone. Leave you out and say in his heart; "In the public way In the crowd of seven hundred millions of people Your walk is still a lot of way to your walk, Just started; There is no limit on this path There are many bowlers here Many goons; A huge screen. Large screen flashes unfinished The screen is torn off Start walking You have to walk...... When you learn to recognize "what is man?" When you start to realize how difficult the reality is Again and again called my name will go to Dargah Kedgeree will give me my name But I can not get back again How difficult can the human heart be As if tough rock stone Did not understand today? You did it But why often in his own soft heart Do you suffer so much? Why are you so skeptical to bite yourself? How terrible it is to get rid of people You can not learn today? You have learned Why then why Why then Can not you be strong? '' On different issues After the various wounds were created And decided Own unbeatable Painter Onle Do not let you burn Your efforts to be happy for you. You still did not see the reality; How did you cry after crying? Last night did not sleepy; Could not sleepy He cried very silently. He never wanted to cry you; And why did you cry? Have you ever thought about that? There comes a time People sacrifice their favorite things Just as Ibrahim gave his beloved son a sacrifice. The world is underground So here is the emotional crowd The reality comes back often There are many reasons for sacrificing their favorite things. Am I Wrong? . I repeatedly say to the heart, "I am wrong, I am wrong!" The heart repeatedly tells me, "You do not, you are wrong! '' Will not be seen Suddenly we stopped at the last page; Wherever the cloud stops on the mountain! There is a frost on the fridge, The rain rises every day in the morning and shook silently. Just like a broomstick, Where all the fish stops are waterless pond; I'll stand there every morning alone, I know that all will come, only you will not be seen.... Slave of the Devil . If the star goes away; The devil is scared Running rushing, His servants in this town Reigns An Eye of Illuminati The trembling shivering in winter And singing different songs; A piece of blanket is very cold Hey poor party To stay comfortable Let's move to Satan's team. I was a broken glass . I was a glass, and broke in a variety of ways. Blood in broken glass it's severed heart..... Going to die now . I'm going to die now The soul is going down; The boat floats on the Spirit, Everything is going away from the body; And I, I will not come back! Mudane Football . After kicking everyone else, I guess, I'm a Mundane football! Block To Making dreams . People can not sleep after crying, If he can not sleep, he can not make dream The Train . The train that stopped at midway; That's death God and My Dad . I never asked for anything from God, and God never gave me anything like my father. The difference between my father and God is that, my father was stunned by the birth of me. And God did not cease to create the punishment in the Hereafter will be rewarded! My blocked Happiness . I feel painful Hundreds of millions of illnesses die of happiness My syllabus . My syllabus has been burnt; Do not read any bad love poem story book No need spectacles available; I do not fear the extra cost; My syllabus is burnt- Broke spectacles. You are in Whirl of the earth . When you are in the whirl of the earth, when you look at the whole world, then you see the dull! Look at the left, there is no one next to you. Look at the left, or there is no one there. The God above is not with you. The parents of the house, they do not even understand you. Therefore, you do not have to stand up properly. now? Yes, your time of death is right now. But you know, you can not die. Because death does not want you! I'm Afraid . When I look at the pocket, I'm afraid to look at you. After that, when I looked at the pocket last time, my own janaza taught myself. Worst offender . The worst offender in the world itself seems to be, when my dear man is crying for my own sake! I am . I only swallow the grief of beloved people. One day, the troubles that I have not digested, will answer everything.
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Dec 1, 2018
Dec 1, 2018 at 12:15 AM UTC
16 Poetry of Sajal Ahmed
You Never seen his heart . O lovers of earth You Never seen his heart, Have you ever seen the heart of your poor boyfriend? How much burns? How much of his humility, his survival, How much does he think of himself as small? What are you looking at The young man's cry alone at night? You look at the boyfriend Sometimes the lover's heart? How to fight with a real world; Ever wondered why a sea water would be donated; Why mix The body in the grave After so many ways have passed A fish; Decide to remain lonely. pages breaks out of the book, after a long sleeveless ride One crow flies alone The money is blown after the ATM booth; This world Here it is It's weird! Sick and sick You love it so much that it hurts you away; Thinking you will be sick By separating yourself from you. You think of him as selfish Think about your own interests The boy left you today. But Forget you repeatedly; That is not love and sometimes selfish; Forget you repeatedly If selfish; But why do not you look at another woman thinking you will suffer? You never asked yourself; Why the boy in the face of is not so much smile today Does not laugh a little? Why do you want to move away? Maybe the rest of the time you are sick with him Thinking of yourself in your place, why he left yourself alone. Leave you out and say in his heart; "In the public way In the crowd of seven hundred millions of people Your walk is still a lot of way to your walk, Just started; There is no limit on this path There are many bowlers here Many goons; A huge screen. Large screen flashes unfinished The screen is torn off Start walking You have to walk...... When you learn to recognize "what is man?" When you start to realize how difficult the reality is Again and again called my name will go to Dargah Kedgeree will give me my name But I can not get back again How difficult can the human heart be As if tough rock stone Did not understand today? You did it But why often in his own soft heart Do you suffer so much? Why are you so skeptical to bite yourself? How terrible it is to get rid of people You can not learn today? You have learned Why then why Why then Can not you be strong? '' On different issues After the various wounds were created And decided Own unbeatable Painter Onle Do not let you burn Your efforts to be happy for you. You still did not see the reality; How did you cry after crying? Last night did not sleepy; Could not sleepy He cried very silently. He never wanted to cry you; And why did you cry? Have you ever thought about that? There comes a time People sacrifice their favorite things Just as Ibrahim gave his beloved son a sacrifice. The world is underground So here is the emotional crowd The reality comes back often There are many reasons for sacrificing their favorite things. Am I Wrong? . I repeatedly say to the heart, "I am wrong, I am wrong!" The heart repeatedly tells me, "You do not, you are wrong! '' Will not be seen Suddenly we stopped at the last page; Wherever the cloud stops on the mountain! There is a frost on the fridge, The rain rises every day in the morning and shook silently. Just like a broomstick, Where all the fish stops are waterless pond; I'll stand there every morning alone, I know that all will come, only you will not be seen.... Slave of the Devil . If the star goes away; The devil is scared Running rushing, His servants in this town Reigns An Eye of Illuminati The trembling shivering in winter And singing different songs; A piece of blanket is very cold Hey poor party To stay comfortable Let's move to Satan's team. I was a broken glass . I was a glass, and broke in a variety of ways. Blood in broken glass it's severed heart..... Going to die now . I'm going to die now The soul is going down; The boat floats on the Spirit, Everything is going away from the body; And I, I will not come back! Mudane Football . After kicking everyone else, I guess, I'm a Mundane football! Block To Making dreams . People can not sleep after crying, If he can not sleep, he can not make dream The Train . The train that stopped at midway; That's death God and My Dad . I never asked for anything from God, and God never gave me anything like my father. The difference between my father and God is that, my father was stunned by the birth of me. And God did not cease to create the punishment in the Hereafter will be rewarded! My blocked Happiness . I feel painful Hundreds of millions of illnesses die of happiness My syllabus . My syllabus has been burnt; Do not read any bad love poem story book No need spectacles available; I do not fear the extra cost; My syllabus is burnt- Broke spectacles. You are in Whirl of the earth . When you are in the whirl of the earth, when you look at the whole world, then you see the dull! Look at the left, there is no one next to you. Look at the left, or there is no one there. The God above is not with you. The parents of the house, they do not even understand you. Therefore, you do not have to stand up properly. now? Yes, your time of death is right now. But you know, you can not die. Because death does not want you! I'm Afraid . When I look at the pocket, I'm afraid to look at you. After that, when I looked at the pocket last time, my own janaza taught myself. Worst offender . The worst offender in the world itself seems to be, when my dear man is crying for my own sake! I am . I only swallow the grief of beloved people. One day, the troubles that I have not digested, will answer everything.
Oneday I made it to everyone. All the insults i’ll return the whole!
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21/M/Bangladesh
Dec 1, 2018
Dec 1, 2018 at 12:15 AM UTC
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