It's never a penny of money. Love doesn't lose love. Doubt, disbelief and negligence Love is lost..

By ignoring the storm and rain we went to spend time with the children. Beautiful time has passed. The time has passed. Children have learned bacteria in hand, whoever comes to their neck, they will not

Looking forward to approaching suicide blackholes, It's time to turn away.

You can say it to me I will not write letters to that address I also feel like breaking my mind water comes out And I am also proud I am also proud of myself...

One pair of faithful eyes of trusted hands, looking in the eyes, moving hands away from the locality... but can not get fatigued...

When I'm dead everyone will say I was so good...

I love this place...

I might have thought of you.. But I could not touch the heart ...

Time to fly in the free wings to hit the dearing bird! Find the alpana on the back of the pests on the page; 'Love', or a cloud of friction in the clouds of the air can be spent on sunbathing in the sunbath

If you can see the world, give it a little blue. Keep the sky yours, if you can, give it a little. Let the cloud be yours, just let it be a little bit. If you can stay, give it a little space..

I can not work Sadha Lash is always afraid In the skeptical resolve, Maybe people say something. Behind the guard Silently your drummer, Do not step in front Maybe people say something. Like bubbles in

If you are one day you are mine If you are one day all day; I'll be the dew tomorrow morning You will be green grass, You will tumble on your grip. Beautiful midday drowsiness in the afternoon Take you

So much so that I go there There, there's Pi near There are some of his feet there There are signs....

wishes for bengali happy new year...

Yet, on every planet, in poetry, the body remains alive - waiting for you. I write every day - love Love To live in a different way, like the dead body, the dead body.

The rain falls because the clouds can no longer handle the weight, Tears fall because the heart can no longer handle the pain...

How are you- Too much to know Where do you know? Only in the memory of memories A pair of eyes, a pair of eyebrows and more Smiling smiling on the lip corner Yet the day goes How much power is gone, With

Recently I opened the door again Stand out in the morning. Not only for hair drying but also Badamala goes to the afternoon, Calling one of the birds - it's better than inside the house. Dill pellet dry

Mother of Humanity where are you? Where are your golden boys today? Your millions of boys are on the road today, your police are attacking innocent students, killing innocent students. How much repression

Even though the sky will be hostile ... I made a lot of Kadam bunch ... Ulala sky .. cloud .. cloud will be black ... Lightning light to light the light ... Come on, come back to a church...