Love of Gypsy

From the third floor of six storey building I'm by the piercing sound of wedding ring After the evening crescent moon eyes me Path begets paths on my walking lonely The true hate teaches me how to love you From the womb of dark cricket shows me doe I'm to your bared footsteps with baby moon Modern public light brings you to drone cone My pains come as the newborn winter cold Though your shadow touches where I'm untold You know by heart but the silence unknown On the smile of your mother light has gone In the dark, I count the bright star for you Rickshaw bell awakes the love to renew Aimless I'm only staring at the steps Stairway to heaven becomes dreamless gaps Your eyes move like butterfly here to there Marriage horse afraid of time fractions bar Every garden gives birth rose for beauty Sorry; I'm on my path love of gypsy -December 01,2019 Chattogram