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Your Absence

In-fact I don’t want to dwell in your absence Necessary life is rushing gradually Silent breaths draw the mural of reinstated epic No bridge of love but a long-live sigh The verse of untold history evokes the yellow moon Over the lamplit the eyed ink twinkles Thorns or flowers perfume the bed of tattered notebook The luck of infatuation is greater than the dream Every moment the absence awakens me to the nib of fallen Thus poetry never finds a way of life Nature annihilates the rhythm of the heart ©Mahtab Bangalee/Feb'25

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