Chain of Promise
Nothing was new when flowers were blooming
In your garden my flute-string was alive
Moss on the sitting bench grown up with hugs
First kiss was before the child spring cuckoo
Fragrant lips seized my inner heart worldly
Thunder, light without black clouds in our words
There was petals book of raining promise
Stainless valley of love with not written
Before the Lord Shiva now coming up
Scythe of the time in rusted desert grove
Raindrops in sun-dews rub wordless letter
It's chain where you are new afar from me
Chain of promise where child twinkle like stars
Shield; I can't defeat the cycle of eyes
30.06.2020 Chattogram
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