Boat poetry
I do not know how to swim in a broken boat,
Water comes to the stairs,
Nawakhan is full.
Bhab river waves are heavy;
I am a pastime,
There is no depth to know.
Who is like water, who is Meen form?
Who is the boat type,
Who am I?
Where is the address of the address, how to bring it,
The broken trunk was just,
Do not be wise.
Bari sneezes like a rake, bends itself,
The boat itself, the boat itself,
The only way to overcome
The deep river itself, its own trunk,
Boating your own sins,
Drown itself
Whoever knows himself, did his work,
He saw John in the light,
All is one
Against the Bhab river, who am I?
Understand that,
He knows that.
I have given you a deep response to the call,
I love the fragrance of love, I am lost
The sanctuary of rights that I have given to me-
Waiting for you at the moment is waiting for you.
The tragedy that creeps in Kyoma
Prevention is his hope in heaven.
Both of them will be kunjana, that will be Tanmay-
Earth will be filled with humility, sureness!
Dream house, rump legs,
Will reach the dead, wondering!
Bamboobo you have warm adhesion, thirsty birds,
In the anticipation, you will join the arrival song in your eyes.
Your half-baked white eyes will look in the eyes,
Sharman's body is in shame, the face turned towards the face.
Will be uneasy kissing, without border-
Lajjatita happiness, faint bondage but unbearable.
Strong emotions floods, floods,
Your body will call me, I will become her.
Where do you start, where is the end,
Ekakara will be sad Sukhabesh,
The desire to breathe in the breath will be the wish of the sphuran.
Mokha organ dance will be happy,
You will see the light of the obsession, the enjoyment of the mind,
Millions of people will be mixed, they add hearts.
The distance between the hearts of the heart and the body borders,
Milo is expected in both of heaven, in the distance of zero distance.
I will go to your happiness,
Magic Aduri Sonali Parash
I will touch the secret of happiness,
I'll see you wearing beautiful gold jewelery.
Draw your grief alpana-skillful,
Sometimes silent, sometimes windy-without signals
Tharre Tharre, all the ocean of happiness,
How many tumblebars that will sweep the spine!
Shivering trembling thorns,
Moeboo will be in the middle.
Deep in the body, heart quotes, in the room of feeling
Najani you take me, how much you do!
Flowers will spread, sparks spread
Or voice, in the voice
Happiness will go down to heaven,
From time to time, we will write the word
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