Immoral
- - Md. Hossain Jaker
Fleeing holding the hand of the teenager
The old man in the eighties next door.
Bhadra-Ashwin is not waiting
The male dog ran after his partner.
The eyes of the boss of the office are now
After the lady of the reception.
There is nothing to be ashamed of
Fear of losing a job.
The most beautiful wife cries incessantly
Spends his night in neglect,
How lonely the afternoon is
What is the benefit of seeing
the moon in the sky?
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Author:
Md Hossain Jaker (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Very confused grammar and gender.
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