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Sylhet at Night
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Poe'ten'ry [poems of ten lines] The moon welcomed me,
The air touched me gently,
The street lights smiled more,
And my heart seemed to soar.
The rickshaw moved on,
I felt like flying on a dragon!
As if I were entering cloud nine,
Amid delight and pleasure divine!
Sylhet is more beautiful at night,
Like a lost kite at unreachable height!
I too love cycle rickshaw rides in my locality (u no where)
I prefer them to motorized vehicles
©bishu
Certainly!
Certainly my esteemed friend.