Sayeed Abubakar - False

Once her false speeches
tasted very sweet;
all the chamchams* of Porabari^
became tasteless in shame.

Once her false promises
seemed to be the inevitable laws of Constitution
which must be implemented by the government.

Once her false smiles
faded the smiling face of Mona Lisa,
and considering her love-letters valuable assets,
I preserved them all into an iron-box.

Now when I go passing her,
it seems that she never knew me.

Now when I see her,
life seems to be very false.
How meaningless the promises of a girl may be!



* one kind of sweetmeat
^ a place in Bangladesh famous for this particular sweetmeat

Sayeed Abubakar

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