Dreaming in the treetops
Thick grey clouds hover in the sky. Not exactly clouds but they look like clouds. Bowl of smoke of the
বিস্তারিত পড়ুনThick grey clouds hover in the sky. Not exactly clouds but they look like clouds. Bowl of smoke of the
বিস্তারিত পড়ুনI am again thinking. These thoughts have been thought for years and I am here to dig out my own
বিস্তারিত পড়ুনOh my shame!Why do you come so often?Why do you destroy my eyes,my conscience, my brittle spines?Why don’t you spare
বিস্তারিত পড়ুনThere was an old woman in a tiny little hut in the northeast part of the village. Her age was
বিস্তারিত পড়ুনSome say that dying a natural death is better than dying in an unfortunate accident or at the hands of
বিস্তারিত পড়ুনShe smiles, she sees, she waitsfor you to speak.but you don’t have anything to sayyou run away, far from her
বিস্তারিত পড়ুনI am surrounded by mud that glitters hence diseases fester in my nerves. But i
বিস্তারিত পড়ুনHow you speak those words! The pain travels my middle ear The pin trickles my gums Oh,
বিস্তারিত পড়ুনI must write, To render my existence into vacuum, I must. The dust of time must cease
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