The Three-Dimensional Key Poem by Shamim Ahasan Ahmmed Kabir

-Shamim AA Kabir 13/12/2019
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Whatever I cherish, I hold on to
Whatever the other says
But I break it down sometimes
At the special request of you
My dear
But you can't keep continuing to hold anything
Break up some untimely

Whatever you break
You don't understand the worth
You asked for it and here it is
The key to the gem chest.
You took a three-dimensional picture of that key
But inactive you are ineffective
You can't open the lock
But unnecessarily- needlessly
I open it and peep into that gem fragrance.

Even you
Can't preserve the fragrant fresh flowers
At the end of taking the scent
The dry petals disappear away
But did you know?
In the womb of the gem chest
I stored the dried flowers,
The petals are still there as they were
The leaves are dried and like preserved paper
I still breathe the smell of them

Let's go back
What has gone far with the time
I keep it constantly
And feel the symbolic scent
Which was on the petal pollen a long time ago
And
Externally, the rust coated chest is inside
Highly effective womb of gemstone yet
And the gleaming three-dimensional picture of that key.