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Tag: Nazrul Islam

O Nightingale!

Poet: Nazrul Islam

In Garden Plot, O Nightingale, do not
rock upon this flower stem today;
For these buds swinging in deep sleep,
Unbroken dozing slumber lay.

Oh how north winds blow now!

He who has seen my Mother

Poet: Nazrul Islam

He who has seen my Mother
can he hate his brother?
She loves everyone in the three worlds;
her heart cries for all.
With her there’s no difference of caste,

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