|| Total rain ||

|| Total rain ||

A flurry of rain in the afternoon
Come on and come crushing.
Seven early twilight colors
Hiding in the hiding of the mountain,
The mountains do not know anything.
Now the rain only rains -
Bay of Bengal premature wind wings
The rain is incessantly fluttering in rapture.
A lonely voice alone in solitude
Tears of drunken rain in the mating,
When the reactor's burning carbon ends
The historic almiratha is wet,
The lost memories are all lost
The dense shade of the roasted segun shawl -
Today the rain is just keenly keena.
The people of the puffed up are unhappy
Today only the sudden movement of rain,
The blood is carried out in the positive atmosphere.
Many communal people were in the janapada
Mix well like a spicy spice.
Today is the radiant section of the confused eyes
This rain is not rain, it is raining.
And alone in one room alone, one man
The victims of the riots alone together


Count the rest of the days.

One day this house was filled up

There was a sultry, laughing sadness

Several things were mixed up,

The mystery of the dispute was so much -

There is nothing more in today's zero,

The time came by pressing the right wing

The fire comes like a rainstorm

Everything was flying in light wings

I have never returned anytime.

There is a lonely soul in silence

A house full of soundless

An old man in his middle

Mouthlessness that may be the face

I did not know, he just knows

Woe in the heart of the fierce feral.

There is another room inside the house today

This rain became cold,

Bringing the rain in the rainy season

They were tired of gripping the door

After lying down in the courtyard of the jhum rains

Already like dead soldiers

Just the rainy season Jhoom Jhoom

Many people in the long run

Weeping like tears.

So inside the house alone is the man's

The last tired of the lonely sad festival

The last candle is also burnt down.

👉Rana Ghosh (Facebook)