Best Poem of A. Z. M. M. Moksedul Milon

A Lost Wish
I wish I met you a few more years ago,
Then I could write a new brand of poems.
Together we would rule the whole universe;
You, the empress,
And I, your pageboy. . . .
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My Second Mother
Seven long summers, I slept in your lap,
With thousands thirsty bugs in your sari
And millions mosquitoes over your head
Sucking all my jaundiced blood drop by drop.

In rainy days, I heard you cry and sob,
Seeing me take some stale rice and rat-smelt dal
And live on just two modest meals a day,
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