Saturday, November 3, 2018

From the memories page.

From the memories page.

Touch you.
You are sitting beside me in the hands of Mehedi. Suddenly you told me, That's a bit of a touch on my head. Then you gave me a little Mehedi in hand. I said, where is the erase, You say that you wipe me in my hair. I deleted. But Mehedi went away, his bloody stain was in my heart for whole life. I still remember your touch.
DR. M H MOHAN

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