Cloudy Daybreak Poem by Ashraful Musaddeq

This cloudy daybreak of winter
A senior citizen is walking alone
By the mysterious dim chariot
Through this narrow mystified
Pathway of morning window

Some light strings are melted
With some gloomy dejections
Present mixes with the pasts
Friends with demon musk are
Laughing from the black cave

Dull winter day has bent down
Fibers are falling down silently
From this droplets knitted day
Some faces are devil into dews

Close scenes have gone away
Piques put on hats supplicate
Hidden covers of mud and ink
Hide the smearing memories