Me Just a Hawker of Love

O Yes
Here only flowers in my crate
Red, white, green, blue, pink, purple …….
Colorful many flowers

No; there is no thorn
No; there is no hate
There no pain can born

O really sorry
I do not sell Scriptures sticker
Here you are Ma'm for the flowers
I’m just a hawker
From the bazaar of heart
I’m just hawker of love


May 12, 2020 Chattogram
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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