Lost And Dusted Poem by Nazmul Hasan

Love verily is an enigma
Neither being able to get over with it
Nor getting it immersed in my soul...
she felt like chaos inside an empty jar
she felt like melody in my melancholy
she felt like waves in the depth of sea
she felt like calmness before the storm.
she felt like the blisses I skipped
she felt like the heaven I never knew
she felt like a life that I never lived,
she felt like an eternity which I'd never meet.
she made me a saint at the verge of my sins
she made me a companion through her downstream
she made me a man without of any lust
she made me a star fated to be lost & grinded
into dust.