Whirling

wish to sleep
not to die;
wish to fly
not to cry

root to vertex
not any text;
the breath’s whip
in life’s fax

feast of end
implanting trend;
in whining gyre
swiveling blood gland


© Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
09/09/2021
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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