Every ceremony’s pile
To do a vital thing;
It knells
And reminds,
Times to come
And times to go;
Times to start
And times to end,
Times of birth
And times of death;
Greets the new welcome
And says the old adieu,
Some take it as friend
And some take as opponent.
Copyright © Muzahidul Reza | 22 November,2017

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