Oh; it's not a night
no cyclone Fani is there
no owl is there
no moonlit is crying
no mole crickets are flying
no dark is chuckling with me
look; like the sunshine
his smiling is still alive
no passing can touch his life
he was, he is, he'll be always with us
it's literature;
every sip of nectar and elixir
makes him alive forever
-May 06,2019, Chattogram
Remembrance! ! ! Muse of Respect. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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look; like the sunshine his smiling is still alive no passing can touch his life he was, he is, he'll be always with us it's literature; Eulogy in great remembrance. a great poem my dear Mahtab. thank u,