Be one of the virtuous souls, my soul
Persuading my complex brain and mind,
Then fill with a full well my every moul;
Living in sphere of evil hard to find
True something for the perturbed brain and mind,
For that the world is burning directly
The devils are forcing fire playfully.
Copyright © Muzahidul Reza │ 7 January,2017
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For that the world is burning directly The devils are forcing fire playfully.