those many-hued days of mine did not remain in the golden cage I made for them they could not bear the bonds of laughter and tears I had hoped that they would learn the language of the song of my heart but they flew away without baring their hearts as in a dream I see those days some forms that hover around that golden cage now lying shattered can so much pain be imaginary or are they only shadow birds that they said nothing even to the skies
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din guli more shonaar khaanchaaye royilo na, royilo na shei jey aamaar nana rongeir din guli kaanna haashir baadhon taara shoilo na, shoilo na shei jey aamaar nana rongeir din guli aamaar praaneir gaaneir bhaasha shikhbey taara chhilo asha udey gailo udey gailo shokole kotha boilo na koilo na shei jey aamaar nana rongeir din guli shopone dekhi jaino tara kara shey ferey aamaar bhaanga khaanchaar chaaro pashey aito bedon hoye ki faaki ora ki shobe chhayyar paakhi aakaash paarey kichhui ki go koilo na, koilo na shei jey aamaar nana rongeir din guli
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