I Am, Not I Am
Oh; garrulous I’m
Merely can talk
Blabbering by fleshy tongue
But fully deaf I’m
Can’t hear
The sacred; silent praying of flora
Verbose dose I’m
Of love nothing I know
Only can shout and spread ink
- Love YOU o' GOD
But not loyal as SATAN in love!
(who performs all
those devilish works in such loving way,
for which he was created)
I’m, not I’m
in my true way
for which path I was created
Temple, mosque, pagoda, church
Oh; my tears for fearing HIM
as like as vanity coiffure
Momentary dew glittering of rising sun
Roaming, and roaming from this to that
Showing loyalty in vain veins
Like an ant or most little creature than it
I know nothing of my true lane
-December 27, 2018 Chattogram
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