A thousand winds within the wind
Let all fly away to the unknown like the migratory birds
Let the letter in the blue envelope reach the heart of the suffering
Let's pledge to live this civil uproar without discrimination at the end
I will sleep at the end of every new moon in praise of your sun
©Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
31/08/2022
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