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Nirmalendu Goon
I am not a man; perhaps, men are differnet.
They can walk, sit and move
from this room to that.
Men are different, t…Read More
Kabar By Jasim UddinKabar
Jasim
Uddin
Here lies your grandmother's grave
Under
the pomegranate tree
For-Thirty years my tears have ke…Read More
Sunless By Kazi Nazrul IslamSunless
Kazi Nazrul Islam
The afternoon-sun sags, collapsing on the roadway,
Sravan's dark clouds swarm in,
Darkening the day,
A…Read More
For Freedom Fighters By Humayun AzadFor Freedom Fighters
Humayun Azad
Roses come out of your rifle
Forty-five rosebuds are in
your machine gun's magazine
Red roses sprout fr…Read More
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