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Nazrul Islam 

The Red-car Difference 

Long so ago I seeded indeed

Deep into heart of pangs and anxieties

And soils took the pain of all births. 

Pleasure leaves dried in mid-winter

Flew away in facade-ecstasies

And I touched the pleasures of wintry win.

The red-car differences 

Wake in half-wake consciousness

S/he says, “Equal banks make the bridge proper.”

In the dusty winds dreams flock together

And amorous rain sweeps sweet-sweats of pleasures

Sinking S/sun says, “Hurry! Hurry! The dawn is just after……..”