Other Existence
I'm sitting alone on the path of insanity
In the expression of exultant conscience by echoing pen
I love a lot in the estuary stage of the subconscious
But by consciousness this divine heart feels hurts
I pour the water of confidence in dead hope
In search of the roots of the rising sun
I'm here today, I won't be here tomorrow
Finding ways to reincarnate at dialectical times
Every end has a beginning at the mouth of the resurrection
But that’s not me, another being in a different consciousness
19.10.2020 Chattogram
Copyright © Mahtab Bangalee | Year Posted 2020
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