Boshanto Prohora By Md. Mosharraf Hosain

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Like wind on phagunera
I did not get to you,
Flowers, birds Fairs
Rajnagar tree.
Why the sudden swing phagunera
Was stopped heart,
Said spring cuckoo call
I do not have confidence.

Oh, you basantaphula
I feet anymore,
Oh god, why me cry
May I ask for no reason?
For darling eyes water
Fry the chest down,
How many days I did not see Ma
The manaharinira face.
Given how much air gets into
Love flowers,
I know what my
What is wrong tomorrow.
Oh, what did southerly wind
Badanete beloved cuddle,
At the sound of dry leaves moribund
 Chest broken ribs.
The bright dawn phagunera
There's More to You,
Hot dry desert sand
How can hiya my live.
I watch the spring
Love you,
A terrible shot in the chest
Nistura at the time.