Life Apart - Poem by Emranor Reja
Child is just my native mate. But why is totally unknown to me. Either Aleksandr or Socrates is below simple in the child kingdom. Intention is their indeed zone. Bowing head is absent in the child syllabus. This topic charmed me very much.
A child attracts me in the cider mood.Called name Manchura Rahman.I call her ministry of foreign. I have no importance on-round her world. She is the sole king in her adorned universe. No quality i have to be object in hers. I don't know from where i will achieve such a degree to be qualified.
Sudden youth time she comes in front of me. My feelings turn into citric. Eye having elastic member. Courage does not customize itself as a citadel between the eye and feelings. Confidence is constant within the doth.
I am afraid of hers just because she consider my kingdom smoky?
I can not utter any clap adding the prefix 'in' with motion.
whats up, time in the last,
She starts delivering sound with leaf mood. okay, whats a luck! I have got a opportunity to make her my guest. With the sudden she utter
''Stop, stop now! ''
What a glorious beauty, beautiful word!
On then i stare at the pet lychee tree inside the window. The tree is unable to open his wish widely only for the big mango tree above her presence.
The lychee tree does not utter for the sole time the word ''stop, stop now''.
My alive life,
Within my whole life you are a Manchura Rahman.
Never and ever I will prefer you to be the lychee tree....
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