Keyamat

২১ শে সেপ্টেম্বর, ২০১৪ রাত ১:২৯

Birth is freedom

Allah lives in our mother's womb

Yet it is a pleasure

Earth, Wind, Fire.



Worshipping never ends

Desires are endless

Knowledge calmness of being

Like first sight

Darkness to Sunlight

Inside fields of nature

Blooming inside minds

Giving birth to flesh and blood.



Friends make it easier

Like teachers preaching

Marijuana relief

Blackboards seem like endless calm

Praying to emblems of sanity

Where goals are a freedom Song?



Scholars die

Parents live to never forgive

For money spent

Fast cars are resemblance

Young women parade under velvet

Old boys get sick

Alcohol spreads craziness

Under a sardonic shell

Partners rock under ecstatic bulbs

Wishes remain unuttered

Holy books are burnt

On the city square

While shrinks sharpen syringes

Abusers go rampant

Cops smell cash

Nothing is felt for

Numbness grips soul

Number than mental homes,



There is nowhere to go

Every where to hide...

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