mirror of Maya ~by Ziauddin Bulbul

 

 

mirror of Maya

Leaving all the
Path of this world and ocean
alone
In the far reached mirror of Maya
In an opposite island we used to meet
In the wave of evening river
lines were approaching
like the exciting anecdotes
inside her
heart—
Unarranged hairs, her eyes
black
akin to the forest of Indian oak

After meeting her once in dream
all light of world gets flashed and extreme