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new year's resolution

all alone around of me
nefarious cold darkness
odd sounds crawling
foggy the wind whining
as white ghost swarming

loneliness I’m into me
light of candle makes depth
season of the friendship
out border phantom of sight 
on wall by wall winter plays
mossy grey snow ball game

solitude sound of cricket
in the heart of desert
creates the craftsman of word
the poet on the starry night
from the zero second strikes
new offshoot of century

new desire inside drinking
cheering, waiting, welcoming
new dawn with flying pigeon
let humanity be our religion

-January 02, 2019 Chattogram

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Date: 1/2/2019 12:14:00 AM
The last line sums the poem up in the best of ways "let humanity be our religion". It is the perfect sentence. Thank you for sharing this. A wonderful poem, but the ending a masterpiece.
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