Hakikur Rahman

Kajla girl

Kajla, the daughter of Kusumpur, has anyone saw her?
I could not see her anymore, by the Ichhapura's bend.

She was like a banister, a smile was always on her face
Repeatedly, it seems, let's look at her.

Naughty was cute, listened to no one
That would be the end, it wasn't known.

To collect the water lily, she went there
Did not return and come home, everyone looked for her.

What about that girl, and nobody remembers now
Hope there will be one day, when I could see the Kajla girl again.

(In memory of a young girl who went to collect water lily
and never come back)

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