Don't Rotate The Neck Poem by Ashraful Musaddeq

It hooded but left showing pity
As if an old unprintable torn shirt
Red dropped leaf under the feet eaten by insects
Not the best things like roses or orchids
Can't be put into the world's equations
At all in any way

At least one desire is active behind every relation or event
As dominant or recessive stage
Desire means intent
Intent means something to own
In this me centered development of civilization
Give should be lesser than take

When time arrives everyone is undone
Either to go or ticket will lift to the departure
The universe is not static
One day you sat here in this room now you have to leave
The path is on the way
No eyes behind don't rotate the neck