Metamorphosis - 'After Math' Poem by Musfiq us shaleheen

Metamorphosis - 'After Math'

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Look! My friend
It is true that
my existence will be graved after death-
you forget me,
as speed squander particle existence-
earth could not remember-
either it will be deformed
or dissolved- -

Memory decays as rolling stone-
forget and fade
twinkle childhood,
as daffodils wither at evening- -

Today's child
the father of tomorrow
Aye reminisces the past and decide the future,
today's peppy stream with its chime,
tomorrow's buried river-
only articulate history

Civilization, culture and fashion,
those are transfigured by time-
I see, truth has grown as a lie
as the sun rises in the west,
men have made the conversion to lie-
as politics become poly tricks-

Igneous to metamorphic rock,
by the process of nature with time-
the ultimate truth

From summer to winter,
winter to spring -
pouring-
Sweet sweat-
snowflakes-
cuckoo sings
season changeover and being-

But aftermath
my friend,
two things are still virgin,
untouched,
my love-
my soul-
the power of God- -

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@Musfiq us shaleheen
Dhaka,2nd December,2012

Friday, December 7, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
But After Math-
Two things are still virgin- untouched,
My love, my soul- the power of God.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ryan Morris 08 December 2012

I like the comparisons with the clock and change of season.

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Gajanan Mishra 08 December 2012

My love, my soul - the power of God. Good thought. Thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment..

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Musfiq us shaleheen

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Khulna, Bangladesh
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