Decaying Life

In searching of peace soul of writings sought hermitic milieu O loneliness of mind shrine know that you’re curse! O loveless love of wedding heart know that you’re curse! On the nib of starry pen all words of loneliness and cruel love were dancing the pen grinned by the feathers of outcast love! Oh! the silent head tomb devours the writers penning insight at the end no peace was there from strolling vacationer to whole unknown the writer was dispatching in absconding .....! by this way alone bard is decaying! 21.06.2020 Chattogram