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While I was running today

While I was running todayrunning to save a life,lift up a moment full of joy. While I ran to clear a milewith thousands running behind meand thousands more cheering onI hear a bang, a boom, a bomb go of. While

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I AM WOMAN

I am the shinning light the wind beneath your wings. I am the beaming light in your times of darkness. The strength you seek in your time of weakness. I am a warrior I am your calmness I am your

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Bangla

Bangla Bengali Bangladeshi It is the root of my beingthe language of my fore fathers. the identity to my soul.The dream that Sheikh Mujibur Rahmanlead our country to victory. Tis what our solders sacrificed their lives for so happily and

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I Believe

I believe that I am my own beingmy thoughts are of my own and so is my belief. I believed you are my maker but not my decider my beliefs are derived from you but not deprived. I choose to

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Survive

I’ll survive. That is what I say to me each and every day. Through all the rain and hail that life has shown me. I say with a smile on my face I’ll have tomorrow to win this race. I

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The Secret

Behind your fears I am your comfort. Behind your sorrows I am your happiness. When it rains I am your sun. For all your failures in life I was there to guide you to success Now that we have parted

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It's Time. (In collaboration with Shuktika Bose)

It’s Time. Think of the now childless mothers Innocent people killed mercilessly Civilians dying, no rhyme or reason And the resulting unsealable wounds All for the right to bear arms. And it’s apparently your right due to 1791? Look around

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Eyes Wide Open

You out their do you hear me? Can you hear me when I speak? Do you hear me when I scream? Do you see me when I cry? Hello out their. How much has change I wonder. Do I still

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In between moments

Hope exists in the little moments. Moments unseen but talked about. In the laughter of a child in the joy of a mother. Hope exists only in hopeless moments in earth shattering tears and after mind numbing pain. In the

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The Child Inside (Dedicated to my Best Friend)

When you are young you are tolddreams are their just waiting to unfold.Waiting to be seenwaiting to be heardwaiting just to come alive all you have to do is believe. So you work, work a little harderbegin to wonder knowing

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Beautifully Scarred

I am a mark of historya mark of what once was. I am a woman with wound so deepand wound so raw healing takes all eternity. My scars tell you where I have beenmy marks tell you of the struggles

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In The Pitch of Darkness

In the pitch darkness all you can do is sit stilltill you get used to the dark. Sit their till all your hope is gonetill the shine has dimmed down.till it is no more. If you’re sitting in pitch darknessconcentrate

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