Thursday, August 22, 2019

Bored breeze
Hakikur Rahman
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Floating in the breeze
All the tears and laughter went away.
Like the fog
Floated my memories
Stripped harp wire
The word of consciousness
Gave me a beckoning
Opened the door
I'm sitting in awe
Hold on again
Faulty wrath hangs on my shoulder.

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