Say Goodbye 2020
Slowly swept clean the old footprints-graphs
by the harsh tide, soaring waves and white surfs
On the pavements of the sky monarchy
the miserable odor of the past is flying curtly
Now, it’s the sharp edge of a pandemic year
The end comes but not as an eternal end, it’s a gyre
Dale, hilly mail and mountain of the lost
at the bank of setting down the sun, it’s a ghost
By born free soul wants to fly high, wants freedom
But in the mournful living cage, it faces only doom
Whatever, here we, the human is true authority of this
We have to solve all seen-unseen problems with peace
So, let’s say goodbye this grief-stricken year with a firm conviction
Let's welcome next year to a healthy, eco-friendly world ablution
-19.12.2020 Chattogram
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