The Addiction
clouds
gathered here
on the ether
rains are
getting ready
to fall down
storms are
in frolicsome mood
with dusty wind
my love
in happiest movement
of facebook gossiping
i'm and my pen
how wonderful alone
by seeing far dark-blue barking sky
words after words
monotonous to pleasant
as rosary beads showers my sight
pebbles with surfing waves
calls me with night beauty
darkish moon-lit beach writes inert life
cast away the snail
the crab crawling on sandy
entwine the whole nerve of my pen
clouds, rains, storms
envelop a letter for my love and me
“she addicted to facebook and me to poetry!”
-December 14, 2018 Chattogram
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