First ones are quite less in number
But second ones are more and more,
That is why here are ever conflicts
No one comes to settles the disputes
These are going on and on forever
Rational cells are turning fatter to fatter.
First ones are quite less in number
But second ones are more and more,
That is why here are ever conflicts
No one comes to settles the disputes
These are going on and on forever
Rational cells are turning fatter to fatter.
Copyright © Muzahidul Reza │15 January,2018
A poem should sound meditationIn my brain,As I am standing in front of a poleAs a mole,Top of which three hands of a clockWhirling quick,It is an ancient and only unitOf counting it;The time of this universeTime of creatures;One after another the three handsCount of happening things,When start a thing and a beingAgain end in…
After brooding, breeding factThe pair left the old nest,The little ones saw thatThey also flew away at last,One day one came back andFound no trace of the nest.
QuiteCrossedTo oppositeFrom first to last.AboutRARe Stanza:– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –…
Copyright © Muzahidul Reza │29 January,2018
From hill to ocean.Copyright © Muzahidul Reza | 2 November,2017