Nazrul Islam Biography

You were born
Before I gave you a birth.
You grew, you flourished,
Even you surpassed my height.
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Should I treat you, O my Friend,
Or leave your blood to shed?
Thy wounds are deep, so hard to sip
And know not why they are.
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Waiting in a metro
Amidst clamorous chaos
Noticed
Peddlers toddling over puddles
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