The Book of Pain

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--By Aranna Hasan Delwar 

"" The body is burnt by the strong sun

Perspiration constantly flowing from the hair glands;

  The face is completely still

  But very pale, anemic!

The reason?

No one wants to know..

As hair becomes dry and rough due to lack of water.

Just as the beloved Nikunja turns into a bush for lack of care,

as well as

  Withheld screams stormed in Vibula stream ... in endless pain!

  Unspoken frozen words suddenly become fierce;

He was once involved in a terrible civil war with the distraught 'Bedna' group of rising age!

Since then there is no expression on the face...

Beloved, perhaps another beetle has appeared in your yolk-canon long ago! Maybe you sold your heart to someone else's rose.

 

My anti-social disorder, the small black spots of ugly appearance... the scorched filthiness of my old clothes must not suit you!

  Dear, I love you secretly. You are the bright sun, I am the tarnished moon! Keep the light shining in the dark heart

False dreams!

Maybe I will never be able to say I love the word...!""