The other day I had had, The smell of spellbound emitted from her love, That made me sorrowful and as a dead man later on, But the blooming flowers were laughing and told at last- 'You are in a state of being intoxicated...try to get out of obsession.'

My question was to them-
Do you know that scientist Einstein were fall in love too?

They again laugh and laugh, Meaningless laughter.

I was inflamed and so shouted- 'stop your laughter, You are emitting illusions too, I know.

sarwar chowdhury

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