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O My Darling Country Bangladesh

o my Bangladesh my darling country for the thousands drop of blood shedding you are, for the razing, destruction, tumult devastation, you are, for the thousands drop of tears you are, for the thousands dead souls you are for the violation of the chastity of the thousands mothers and sisters you are o my Bangladesh my darling you are by this way why have you taken birth after being an innocent child why have you lost everything as guilty in your childhood why have you lost your parents o my Bangladesh my darling country you are now in full handsome youth; From the your orphanage age how outlandishly you've come at this age how picaresque, how vagabond life now you're spending still you are alive in your drowsy mood without any conscience why these are… o my Bangladesh my darling country we didn't want blood stained flag we didn't want blood stained green grassy field we wanted your freedom but in the golden graceful smiling by this way would you spend your this entire youthful life wouldn't you awake to posses your all rights by this way would you get on the old age boat or launch your journey to the ever going path why are you still silent why these stillness o my Bangladesh my darling country -Friday, July 19, 2019 Chattogram

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