In the desert of Aghran

I know your eyes today

Don't look for me anymore.

I stopped silently saying, the cable is untrue

The leaves are grass

Dry meono torn inside; - Smell

Came to the forest of the world today;

Hemanta in the minds of both of us before all that

Has come yet; He said, ‘Everything on the grass

Laying leaves

What is this silence on the face that-

Darkness in the evening

Scattered in the water; The scent faded for a while

Walked into the world, the kite flew away রের into the misty desert

On the way

A couple of hedgehogs come and go; Fun

Silent evening flying in the collar storm

Bubbler through the gap of Lakshmipencha Hijal in the air

Comes down the dark alley;

Many of our lives are past

The scope is still the same

There is a flowing fan

All the birds are far away in the paddy fields,

On the branches of the weary berry covered with canopy;

The heart of the grasshopper in the blue grass

There is silence like this

Today I walk in the desert.

Anything today

No more us; Plenty on the edge of the field

Fallen jasmine

Have fallen; The straw is flying and the saree is stuck

Inside,

The leaves of the sajna are tied in the hair and move;

Insect feathers water-around the sun

Destruction of brightness;

That's like a lamp

What a free sky in the air moving the paddy

Becomes; Time is also infinite - love is a particle of hope and consciousness

He is also traditional because he is holding on; but this has failed

The idea

Removed girl from his area

Chorakanta chooses desert star river sky

Moved away from the obvious indifference-so-so

Exactly; - Sigdha is there

All.

Not in love or in love - the tree of the universe is its own

Silent in development.