Or love.. Maruf Shaikh

        I often hear people say on the phone.
        I have a fever
        Get a little closer to your forehead,
        Put your hand up and see how much fever you have now.....

        "The doctor said when he saw everything
        Where is the fire?  you're fine"

        Then the patient said:
        Alas doctor!  This time I will die.
        And you said: Where is the fire?

        I didn't fall in love
        So who gives the medicine for this disease?

        I went to the moon, she was very jealous of me.

        The night she left, he said goodbye to me without saying anything.

        When I saw the rotation of the stars, I realized that they had traveled this distance.
        But the knees of the fingers stick out one by one so that she can control herself.

        I searched the whole city.
Banalata Sen of Natore by expecting Jibanananda Das.
        There is little protest against the arrival of wild white pigeons in the rain.
        There was a very cloudy conversation in the sky at that time.

        After eating the fish, the dollar flew.
        It rained and I opened the window ....

        Someone came and touched my soul.
        Hand reached for sleep.
        On the other hand, there was the gray manuscript of Jibananda Das.

        I didn't understand like this
        But I didn't add my funny looks to the last call!
        Oh my God!  There was a fire.
        Her role did not stop the pyramid.

        Fire has come
        sweaty hand
        But it either healed me or shut me down
        Any disease....

        Their name is "or love".
        .....
        Poetry: Or love
        Dark-minded thinker poet: Maruf Shaikh
27.07.21