Rendezvous Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

I miss the rendezvous a great deal,
When all the friends would assemble,
Like the bees surround a hive nicely,
Oh! How lovely those moments used to be!

Now like the broken pieces of a single mirror,
Apart we’re yet the bonds seem to fortify evermore,
I don’t know when we’ll meet again,
I don’t know when we can the golden moments regain!

Ruthless time never gets weary,
Oh! I do miss each sound and the fury!