Could I be able to see my dreams?
To walk on the waves of sea-

Could I live for the days I wish?
To confide my sorrow, a God’s gift-

Let me allow giving it to nature to persist
Or one morning all white cloths
Cover me to give a stand
“I’m now addressed to a bedlam lane”.

What I craved are no more
What I touched were silk of rose
Everywhere lays the nonsense,
Each day they clench like phantom’s face.

Moushumi moushumi

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