Nurin series poems
1.
Nurin.
Whose sleep does not come even after many nights
The last paddy field in the world in the middle of his dream
Very down to injury
She is today and tomorrow
Lying next to himself
Solitude
At first I thought I would rob him
The path went down into darkness
The duck is floating in the water
In tune and electricity
Let's sing a song today
Tamil or Oriya!
2.
One day at the end of winter
Our conversation
Less and more depth
The way we write poetry is wrong
Still, it looked like molted
And I saw Nurin up close in infatuations
3.
Nurin
Who has no harvest song
Still, this awful winter seems to be his harvest
Filled with Rabindranath's songs, do it too, merciful
4.
Of the earth
Chest
Hungry insects have arrived
Again
I think so
My yolk is still boiling
bit by bit
Mom
And
Nurin
Hanging from hard bridges
When I die
Deco speaks Bangla with affection
Tell Dad
His deepest sorrow is as beautiful as Bangla.
5.
People
And more people
A man
With trees
Hung
With lips
Crying
And beautiful
Another man
With its wings
Empty and empty
Far away
With a lot of people
Man is one
People more and more
People
6.
Those today
The trees are flying
Towards us.
We are on a tree planting campaign
Like Samia's wrong number
Crushed is eternal.
Those today
The ship is running, the train is floating
Samia, your math book, waking up in my midst, is very unknown.
7.
Listen listen it's an ad
School
College
University
Or
Your home
Any
In various ceremonies
Call me
Unpaid
Let's laugh
Communication
Malay Dutt
132 / C Bara Magbazar
The alley next to Grand Plaza
Phone number 0171645
Only strict
If the sun is in the sky
Get up
8.
Fascism fucks
My
The head cracked
Gets the seeds of lifelessness in the body.
Who will sew the cracked head
Eyes come to mind before thinking
I know it's not possible, but I dream,
Between Marx and Lenin, my students and I have been eating chocolate after chocolate, giving meaningless whistles
9.
A few
Sparrow
Flying through our afternoons
Tired cats
Like
I am lazy
In the middle of a huge field
I came and stood
Wordless and Unaccompanied.
Mom, you can throw a little card now
Look,
Your child or
More
A few
Sparrow
Flying all afternoon ...
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