God
there was He,
there is and will be
but in the mind- of Him like the silent grave
Alive; shapeless shape-shifting
none sees ever though all were
age after ages the talkers of His name
place to place the bearers died unanimously
"All who used to ask the address of Him
In no time He got vanished"
yet His name is Alive in that grave of Mind
it's the MAHTAB where the Love loves to stay
under the Death of revealing sword
(7/30/2020 11: 42: 00 PM)Chattogram
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