The harp's tale sounds what a tune
That tune deepens inside the heart
Where did the thoughts go?
Whirling the mind
Here blows the hint of apathetic wind
Where are the thoughts?
The whole day got mixed in the dusk
The mind does not work in any way
That's how the time passes
With a pale breeze.
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Author:
Hakikur Rahman (
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