A poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret sufferings, but whose lips are so strangely formed that when the sighs and the cries escape them, they sound like beautiful music... and then people crowd about the poet and say to him: "Sing for us soon again;".......so true....don't you agree...Supriyo?
PnOCHISH BACHHOR AGE JE KOBITA LIKHECHHEN TA SOMOYER SONGE PURONO HOYE JAYNI....AJO TA SOMANBHABE JUGOPOJOGI....
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