Decaying Life
In searching of peace
soul of writings sought hermitic milieu
O loneliness of mind shrine
know that you’re curse!
O loveless love of wedding heart
know that you’re curse!
On the nib of starry pen
all words of loneliness and cruel love were dancing
the pen grinned by the feathers of outcast love!
Oh! the silent head tomb devours the writers penning insight
at the end no peace was there
from strolling vacationer to whole unknown
the writer was dispatching in absconding .....!
by this way alone bard is decaying!
21.06.2020 Chattogram
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