Brain, it is your brain

Take right medicineHoping for being come round,Never take fake one.

In water thrown all the wastesThen sound is too producedSoil is chemicalizedSpoil environment.About:Reza syllabic Verse (Edited, Revised And Additional Version) :– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –…

My life is a big agricultural farmHere I am a farmer to cultivate cropsVarious cropses I need in life is termI look for companions even some troops;If none accompanies me I go aloneTo the preknown and preseen right path along,I see life is short but need to go so farAnd in this short time need…

In red backgroundYour costly weapons kill,In white backgroundUnseen virus, diseases kill.

Forty days laterThey cannot but drink waterThey live in desert;If one goes there for a viewOr for a purpose, can see.The ship of desertUsually they are calledIt is true, in fact;The load they carry withoutBeing tired for long or sick.Copyright © Muzahidul Reza │6 May,2018

I understand the seaBut the sea does not understand me,At the time of tide it embraces meMy propertyBut at ebb most of the times it takes awayMy cattle, precious thingGiving me nothingOnly some broken and useless shellsSome dead fishes and nasty plants,Again, its waves always frighten meIn hungry styleWith only anger, no smile.