Bones Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

Bones



In my dream a grave I see,
Open like a book,
To discover what lies within,
Warily I look!

Inside some bones lie,
That of a human being,
An erudite voice utters- "I am Coleridge",
While I feel like leaving!

I faint and fall like a dead tree!
And the manly voice says- "You are free! "

Saturday, May 6, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: dream
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Md. Ziaul Haque

Md. Ziaul Haque

Sylhet, Bangladesh
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