Musfiq us shaleheen

(31st, December,1970 / Khulna, Bangladesh)

Things of Thought


A soft touch of mother with fragrances of kiss
Feeling of love as an lonely cloud that missing best
Difference of distance when far from opposite
Those particle beams bend you as a circle

They try to straight at morning but complex at evening
Reverse when output ashes smashed at big crunch
Born and begin all those that left a spot finally erased by time
Never stop watch but a state of predictable virtual reality

Can be stopped everything as because those rose once
They left things as time left thought as it faces an end
Nature roles what those are transfigured and metamorphosed
All Things of thought rises on bean as a whirling cloud

Submitted: Wednesday, August 07, 2013
Edited: Thursday, August 29, 2013
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Things of Thought
- Shaleheen,7th August,2013

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