No matter how remote do i trot,
The urban cloud of network
Lurks over me
Haunts me the most
A tiny bird told, go to the woods
So did I, in deep greens
Bird pushes, go deeper!
And there too, i found,
Chirps a bird called TWITTER
: : trans-created by Sumon Arefin
2019
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An insightful piece of poetry nicely encapsulated with conviction. Thanks for sharing, Nizam.