Fire
No fear of fire; burn into ashes makes me not timorous coz it never can burn inner truth; I have fear of hate, ego, vengeance..... all kinds of wickedness are fire which obliterate inside as well as outside symmetrically along with ravage the roots of eternity
Fire smiles in dawn sun,
in flapping wings of thunder,
Deathless light in truth
21.06.2020 Chattogram
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