Drunkard Mighty
I'm drunkard since my earthly birth
As the crimson rose for your beauty
Balmy- the intoxicated fragrance
Where I sip the hemlock of truth as honey
Whirling, dancing I'm on the self orbit
As the self-lost dervish and surrendered devotee
O Love! Your slain holy head defeated me
Literally wherever I move as a mighty
©Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
07/05/2023
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