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Feb 2017
It is a day without sky
Lying under thousand planets;
Remembering about the so-called fulfilled life.

Awaited rain will come at its favourite hour.
Stars will bloom, lust like fire ball.
Will I ever get my sky repaired?

A heavy emptiness inside the lungs.
questions about vagueness.
Finding the contentment
When there's no unpaid rent.

A perfect God near to my heart.
I used to draw His goodness to my will.
Forgot about His own distinct vastness.
Searching for happiness.
Very subtly I missed the calmness!


Seeking for a face that cool the dreary eyes.
Yet discovering the disparity among colors,
When sameness at the divine canvas!

Today, the only time to follow the still wind.
Inhaling the mid-night essence.
Sudden arrival of train breaks the silence.

Thinking about indulged moments I lived with.
Still I am in void though trulyΒ Β fulfilled.
OH! God! I have found you just the way you are!
Sadia Tuba
Written by
Sadia Tuba  Bangladesh
(Bangladesh)   
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