On that day,

I was startled by

the letter played by you.

The sky shook very early in the morning.

The ring given by you

was startled.

Light in the clouds

I was startled by the rush.

I hide the pair of black eyes in the mind of Bangladesh.

The continuous knocking of wood is going on.

Glasses of Bangladesh in the diamond book of love.

The two rings given by you are flowing.

Going to draw

I got scared

The hyenas are still there when it comes to writing.

Startled

Well changed

Hypocritical.

Don't make a mistake in recognizing

The temptation of fake tunes.

The uprooted line up the sky.

Stay away

Stay close

Draw lines

The dream land of Bangladesh.

Two rings given by you.

The dream base of Bangladesh is the lifeblood of love.

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