Luxurious Life Dries the Humane Tears
rain lives
in the womb of clouds
black and white clouds
flying over the sky crowd
the sun
on its orbital path as usual
but parched bone
feels the sun hottest
I, the cruel people
kill thousands flora and fauna
luxurious life
dries fully the humane tears
now there is no coolness
in retina, visual cortex, optic nerve of the earth...
-Wednesday, June 12, 2019 Chattogram
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