"Abandonment"

The show is on the right side of the head

Tired words-like a vacuum cleaner.

The vast ocean of sandstone is just where the foam foam waves come,

A little earlier where some footprints of love were clear,
Right here, I took care of the Blue-Nitya Balughar Nibir

In a little while, the waves are coming along with a huge waterway.
It will erase all the time.

I'm afraid the waiting time is running out,
My surety will disappear, the happiness of luxury will be lost,
Now I will go back to the chest like a walk.

The show is on the right side of the head
Tired words-like a vacuum cleaner.

It is quite comfortable to be nervous, uncertain and happy, rather than happiness
A lot of wetting in the summer -
Khasakhas in the cold rolls on the two hands
Like sleeping in the cheek

There is a different beauty of sacrifice,
There's nothing to lose here
Dumb like gray rotten land
Very deep and mysterious ..

The show is on the right side of the head
Tired words-like a vacuum cleaner.

Eyesight was not cleared for a long time,
There was a tears of white water in the water,
Or throw it in the wrong hands while catching it in the map
Three fingerprints,

Last night's chintri-sankranti storm was the glass of my glasses
By blurring for a moment,
It was completely washed clean forever
Now my eyes can see the fog of the mountain with a glass of melts.

The show is on the right side of the head
Tired words-like a vacuum cleaner.