Zero the Harmony
From the true root to the point of zenith
Stand still as good to seize
Though zigzag more the roads are fit
It’s zero bridge
No thing as the zinc in life to make zest
The math of time calls all
Zip of breathless veins is not best
If gas in gall
No soul in the zither but tone to feel
Survives this air to air
Cradle to grave none can do zeal
Except zephyr
©Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
15/01/2023
Copyright © Mahtab Bangalee | Year Posted 2023
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