Elopement through the dry heart
One nightfall
Or the flower
I seize
In the pungent processions
Of the winter dew
The lamppost cries for
The enlightenment
In the field of epoch-making poetry
The whispers shout
For a loving verse
With the dawn awakening
The eyes loitering for
A peaceful sleeping
Freedom becomes
Yellow envelope of
Never reaching
©Mahtab Bangalee
9th January,2025
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