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((((Thirty springs have passed in the wrong love - Poem by Taslima Nasrin
(google translation from Bengali - Bhul Preme Kete Geche Tirish Bosonto)

Thirty springs have passed in the wrong love, yet
How the heart is still broken -
Cheating men still touch the finger
The body of the stone flows from the falling water.

How do I still hear the sound of the call?
In a secluded world, in a cloud -
Thirty years have passed in the wrong love, yet
I burn myself in the sun of faith.

Cheating men once called
Forget the full water of Bhairab behind
Forget the cloudy skies, the long-winded nights.
Once called
All forgotten about the new mistake
Once in love
Forget all about the chaste girl.

Thirty years went wrong with love
Thousands of years will go by,
Yet the foolish girl will not feel.)))))


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it's your thirsty desire (a reply)

O Girl 
You were in love 
for thirty springs; 
for youthful thirty years! 

it was wrong love! 
love from the Drone! 
Ah; it was your youthful half 

oh! from the brimful honey flower 
o Girl you became the summer! 
yet the thirst provoked you at the end year 
and sought the drone in fresh to cheer!

O Girl
yes, you were not wrong
the love was not wrong
the boy was not wrong
no! no! no! 
not knave, not cheater 
the love of the drone was! 
but o Girl, it's you 
it's your incessant desire 
created into you thirsty buzz!


-September 02, 2019 Chattogram

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