That Man
Who talks with me in me?
Who says me to do?
Who sends me this life?
Who knows me I’m you?
Can’t think my thoughts,
It always comes!
Can’t dream my dreams,
As they used to come!
I get what I got!
I lost what I lost,
I talked what you taught,
I hope what is not lot!
Poems do cry,
How the poets do sing!
Verses do live,
How lives are living!
I would go any day
Where my father had gone!
He had died long before
I’m going to that man.
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June 21, 2009
Kallyanpur, Dhaka;
Bangladesh.
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