Saturday, December 17, 2011

Tiny poems 3, 4 & 5

Raging war
Alone in the cold
A star.

Guiltless rage
The soul embraces the dark
Flames flicker in response.

Endless canvas
The starving soul finds solace
In Creation.

1 comments:

Maw said...

Pore bhalo laglo.
Moner bhitorer chhoto chhoto otha-nama dhore rakhar bhalo upay.
Carry on.

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