The December
nighty of the winter
the December
wears darkly in coolness
with white sprite
the cool December’s night
calls me cordially
crystal icicle
makes a thorny fears
with owls freaking sound
whining, whining
the lovely whelp of tigress
on the snowy wall scenery
after a while
i discover myself before hearth
its December, needs warming up
-December 14, 2018 Chattogram
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