Posted by: Ron DuBour | May 8, 2016

How many colours ~by Ziauddin Bulbul


 

 

How many colours

Your sky has forgotten
so many sketches and photographs
How many colours
red and beautiful silvery black
by which you’ve turned up
as light-mingled blue
I didn’t listen any longest sigh
from the deep inside of my heart
There was no fancy dream
Or memory and history.
Remember my sweetheart
With the left of breath
whole of the life can’t be finished
You would have noticed
The flowers fell off
again the garden helps to blooming it
in cyclic
After the demise of daylight
at least the astral sparks
And with the unhealed end of night
dawn decors itself
sprinkling with colours of morn.
Please give light
And keep open the door of your heart
if possible ;

I gave you more than what I have had
let the death be remained for me
You please forget my death only !


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