Lets Re-Love
All poems were for you
I was waiting for true life
Pen recalled the last dew
Love was rainbow type
Lips composed the truths
You hugged all boo strife
Sparrow left all loathes
November rain was ready
For our sacred blue oath
Come, make rains and lee
Under banana tree we sip
The love filter forever free
Leave strife and past all grief
Love, unite soul, make deep
-October 23, 2018 Chattogram
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