A pair of hands that cook sumptuous food,
And admixes those with the love of heart,
A hand that writes heart touching stories,
Toys with words and emotions that combine
To blossom into a beautiful poetic flower!
A hand that sketches fancied faces that
Exude love but look themselves lovelorn,
A hand that paints poetry,
Hands that wear bangles of glass
To produce the sweetest symphony-
I am forbidden to touch those hands,
But my eyes would soothe,
With the sight of those magic hands,
Along with the visage of their owner.
Dhaka
25 January 2017
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