LIQUID GLASS DREAM

I’m telling a story of light & shed
​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ Once started little steps ahead;
Boy’d dream of a Slippery Decade,
​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ Along a pitchy road with grass leaves touch,
on the way to school of Catholic Church;
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Simple and delicate was the boy’s heart
​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ of having such purity from my Lord;
Boy’d dream of a uniform chord,
​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ In assembly of Students at 8 O’ clock,
“Amar Sonar Bangla” unveiled the curtain black;
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Symphony waved in all green ears
​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ of “Oh my God, I believe that,
You are my creator…” with less cares;
​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ Fragrance of new books, pencil box,
Boy’d dream of friendly talks,
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Making of ever new friends finger-cross;
​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ Paper — Boats, airplane, camera, flowers
All was done in blink of eyes;
​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ Navy blue half-pants with blue-tie
Boy’d dream of clear blue sky
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Slowly walked about the boy so shy;
​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ Found himself in a library he dreamt,
With not at all entry, no exit;
​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ Hill alike guava tree in the yard
Boy’d dream of climbing hard;
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Another earth surface, flat roof top,
​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ Of home two storied building block;
An added flavour to daily life,
​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ Bi-cycle riding for the first time,
Boy’d dream of airplane ride;
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Flew he someday to London town
​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ Liquid glass dream let him down;
Comprehensively, Sure you are about the setting Sun,
​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ T’is time to roam in the neighbourhood, oh Boy !
Nothing more or less to lose or gain in the long run,
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T’is time to fish n’ fry and nothing but enjoy …

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