My Journey
Stormy snowy night
Howling the black fox
Whelps, on the central door, whining
Dead like all around of me
Wordlessly massive butchery
As if hearing I’m- “Wolves there are
angry glitzy eyed, hungry to fight
lets sleep a while silently!”
But, I don't like to sleep
Don’t like to stay behind and
wait far from wolves roaring,
Fear and timidity I shun all friendly
My journey to surmount all by love sharing
-December 03, 2018 Chattogram
Copyright © Mahtab Bangalee | Year Posted 2018
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