Life Is Mysterious
I come
find a road, now
walking on the road, seeing
some are going to unknown
some are coming from unknown
a divider separates them and their moving
the birth and the death, the good and the bad,
the rose and the thorn, the king and the slave
all from unknown to known to unknown
Oh! Life; you sometime open
your eyelashes and
sometime close it
how mysterious
you are!
-January 17, 2019 Chattogram
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