Abducted I Am
No sound
there are
Silently
they seek me
Reciprocal breaths are
running in alphabetic words
Rhythms of rhymes are
tuning with sunny rays
Deserted abode
on the lawn of snow
Suddenly, hue and cry
burst into airs
“He is not here-
in the room of souls;
on the root of hearts;
on the roof of sights;
on the floor of treads!”
Oh! Abducted I’m
from the shore of individuality!
Yes-Kidnapped I’m!
Oh! No prosaic they are; but
Optimum striking poetic words snatched me!
-November 19, 2018 Chattogram
Copyright © Mahtab Bangalee | Year Posted 2018
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