Belief In God Is Confidence

No pen in the hand of writing thought Here every page of day feeds me a lot Golden butterflies are flying over there Before the evening dark falling sheer Teen girls are busy in the badminton game In dreamy selfie with kids some of them Along with the sun outside is becoming silent Stays empty the field alongside the rail lines From the minaret holy words of azan is coming Awaken in me the smell that another day is going Every life keeps going on in this way trip Where true confidence changes into a belief Though no belief I have, yet I pray to the Almighty Belief is a true collaborator of confidence only 07.11.2020 Chattogram