Md. Mujib Ullah

I'm not fine.

Being fade wing of the cloud
In melted spirit of global warming
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In the exhausted afternoon
I am solitary.
Blusterous infancy
returns back
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Does time tend to hang in its running way?
So, why you become nostalgic for your past journey?
Before embracing sudden final ending one day for tiredness
Do you wish to become great doing work honestly?
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Finally there you are, as hoped.
It won't be too long to feel
the serenity of tickling wind.
No competition, no anxiety, no one else even.
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The precious moments I left,
The poetic images I illustrated,
All are the guests of expulsion.
But I always sleep late at night
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No fragrance has been diffused
from Rose recently.
Love butterfly won`t hug again
in luxurious dream poetry.
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Do you ever ask me
How much I love thee?
In your eyes
My love lies.
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The bridegroom feels very cold

At desolate streams,
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In Meteorite mode
insane night is coming out towards me.
Never forget the Toxic Masks
at Mussel images.
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