Wink Poem by Puloq Arafat

Life is real chapters to feel..
Tempting fraction to reveal….,
The confusion can never be the exact!
Realities are always structured.
The dreadful chirping is vastly devastating!
And the liberty or authentic scratches-
Shall find the bit of all agonies to be cleaned!
Hopes are forever stunning.
A wink can arrest all the beauties of nature..
To feel the vivid pulse of rhymes sketched in its face.
Ultimate destination is death and then….
A life again with a soul.
Where on earth life can be…
An existence of a colorful bowl!