Lockdown- 38th Day Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE
Lockdown- 38th Day
Last day comes not
It loses ending boundaries
It expands flying wings
Crossing crops field it comes to royal huts
Ravishing mastermind locks it laughs on nerves
It likes to show the dream of free but thrashing more
Scheming of epitaph it composes on the times lure
Now on the earth blood, substitute of power inseminates tolerance
Bitter outcome perhaps will be crowned by more souls absence
02.05.2020 (Chattogram City)
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4/26/2024 1:35:41 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wow this is one of your best, marvellous poetry on the pandemic, you depicted it all in a very impressive way. Kudos for this poem! ! ! I vote for it 10. Pls Pleez do read and comment my newest prose titled, ' miraculous birds witnessed in sacred sanctuary"