
I THOUGHT ~BY MD.TASBIR RASHID
I thought only green mountains could relax me,
Until I saw her facile face.
I thought only green mountains could relax me,
Until I saw her facile face.
The whiskey on your breath
Could make a small boy dizzy;
But I hung on like death:
When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
Once riding in old Baltimore,
Heart-filled, head-filled with glee;
Last night, when I was listenin’
Alone, to wind and rain,
He took the chair beside me,
maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach (to play one day
He’s not done yet, He’s writing beauty into your breath,