AROMA by Arafat Hossain Puloq - HTML preview

Never want the wavy cry

I never want to know how much you cry for me-

I never want to know how much you be free-

You tell me how tender you are against my absence.

You run aroma-

You run.

I will touch your grief with my stony leaf.

My leaves dried after your sense.

We will be in the hunting rain-

We will see the knocking puff of rainy that day.

AROMA             2016

Rainy, you rainy-

O aroma-

You say you are very torment-

I never want to know-

How freaky you are in the thunderbolts.

Such many days pass away-

Now I want to know how shrine you are-

How shrink you are-

My absence you lie-

Nothing but the faded cries-

My arms you be free-

Embrace the head touching the forehead-

The shackled love you freeze up-

I hide as your eyes live me up-

Your smile, the stunning smile make me drive-

Into the nameless saga of blameless love.

AROMA             2016

You never gross up-

The tricky not the knot I lot-

The value of each lyric I write-

Into the passion of wavy pot.