Without You
I am tranquilized smoke of the tired compulsion
I am cigarettes cinder hidden into the ashtray
I am the priceless cover of the old wine bottle
I am the strayed love child lying in the dark innards of night
In legitimacy, I am lost civilized
Even then I am the width path into the true self
The sovereign free sky of the field, destination, continual traveler
I seek the path differently
In the night darkness, in the alone silent light
crying out to find me,
Nothing I find in this emptiness
Oath on the name of Your Mercy
Without You, I do not find any way
-February 23, 2020 Chattogram
Copyright © Mahtab Bangalee | Year Posted 2020
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