After That
Everything to come
Will go out of reach
Maybe one day everything will be exhausted,
Will decay slowly
The floors will continue to move towards the bottomless floor
Looking in the direction of the horizon
will take as a name of indeterminate sky or emptiness
Existing bodies will be dead or rejected willingly
Everything will be destroyed by an unheard order,
maybe in the name of resurrection
After that ...........
10.02.2021 Chittagong
Copyright © Mahtab Bangalee | Year Posted 2021
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