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The moment that billions of stars beacon
My mind remains obsessed with you.
Long ago, I could steal a glance at your beautiful eyes
That was the turning point I knew you were meant for me
You are mercury -- your motion accumulated from the infinite
Render you unique features in the universe
Words fail to describe your beauty but I spin a tale of love
Hundreds of love letters bear witness to that sizzling affair
In course of time the love letters turn as distant memories
Of a recluse
Now the lonely man composes Epicedium
-- I smile a little because this is way of the world
At the sound of music listless leaves fall off in silence
Dreams attired in grey join the crimson festival of horizon
Birds go on singing songs
Time is awoken
Throughout its life two arms of a clock make angular entreaties
To win your heart
Unfortunately it becomes an instance of unrequited love
But I don't care --
I'm a worshiper of beauty, not a lover
Through a regular rise and setting of the sun
Much alluring and glamorous a beauty you may seem to appear
I'm not allured since
Your beauty is but my sovereignty.
Article © Rehanul Hoque. All rights reserved.
Published on 2020-11-16
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