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I am a student of English Literature. I love to write.I can write Articles,Stories,Poems etc.

The Pain

The strange time sometimes becomes more obscure!
He runs in a mad manner, without wearing eyelids!
The unfamiliar roar of the fast-flowing river floats in the air, there is no frenzy, sighing appears without hesitation!
The young woman's black hair is curled,
The youthfulness of the hidden troubles, soon to be carried away - the work of random memories!
A few words, twisted in the crowd of words, turn in different directions to be chained.
A point may never end, maybe a new light will shine where start a new way!

© 2020 Moshiur Rahman Nishan

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