Lockdown- 44th Day
Meaningless paste of feelings in this artificial path
No sympathetic moon journey to the mute heart
Your shocking tears wraps the demises in classic flu
Gluttonous earth ground now in the happiest foods flow
There comes death obituary as well as birth anniversary
But in the falcon ridge the lute stops to read in frightful prey
No great or small, no rich or poor in this whirlwind of door
Equally lose in gravitational maze of time by man made sore
For long life last evening had no prayer
But this morning healthy sun greets nature
For the shining life still safe walking in four walls
In human hands the greetings must come as hull
08.05.2020 (Chattogram City)
Copyright © Mahtab Bangalee | Year Posted 2020
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