Lost Love
By one step two steps
I walk thousands of miles
Now on to another millennium
Withered petals, fallen leaves
Washed away footprints and hand writings
Now on gathered in dusty envelop
Feathers of peacock, colorful bangles
Anklet ring and black orchid perfume
Now on stored in the tattered bag
Past has gone away far behind
Poetic presence is the beautiful companion
For the future don’t want lost the mirror
Lost love I won’t draw on the sky canvas
Lost love I won’t incarnate in the temple
Lost love won’t write in the poetic note
Wound birth won’t find out the lost love
Wound birth won’t wait for the lost love
Wound birth won’t believe more …..
©Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
26/12/2022
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