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Nov 2014
I feel today’s wind very familiar to me.
The wind blowing around me.
Leaves falling down from trees.
The starry night with moon’s shine in distance sky.
Orange jasmine spreads aroma in the yard.
In near distance, sound of moth coming softly to my ear.
Sleepy eyes get drunken slowly in whisky lullaby.

Outside of my window looks clear in moonlight.
As far as my sight goes and I think the world gets slept.
Many questions arose in my heart –

If tomorrow never comes!
If the sun never rises up!

The place beneath mango trees gets darkest.
And the moon hides behind three’s dense hedges.
In infinite far, star glittering I see through my window.
But they’re transient will get faded by dawn.

Hope singing drastically never stops ever.
If the huge storm is there.
No more strength my legs can bear.
For uncertain walking year to year.  

Colorful people and colorful mind.
For self-interest someone comes close –
And someone goes.
And some women become night pillow.
And the people every time being sold out.  

Thousand miles I have to go I know.
Thousand more battles I have to face I know.
And I have to fight with me I know.
Mitel Chakma
Written by
Mitel Chakma  35/M/Dhaka
(35/M/Dhaka)   
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     ---, ryn, Thinking Out Loud and unknown
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