Searching Of Destination Poem by Shahidul Islam Aurko

Searching Of Destination



And then, I reached to the false station.
I didn't know anything of this.

Without human being, this platform,
waiting room,
this evening,
spiral fog,
nothing I had seen before!

The cold emptiness of platform cut my heart.

Thus eight years passed.

No train had come to return me to my destination.

Saturday, November 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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Shahidul Islam Aurko

Shahidul Islam Aurko

Ulipur, Kurigram, Bangladesh
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