| Sunday, 25 October 2026 | Print
A mysterious, solemn atmosphere,
This veiled darkness!
As if—shrouded in a veil—
The conclusion of some enchanted tale
Yearns, restless, to be told today.
An unknown pulse—
Amidst the surging waves of the mind.
The frothy dread of a futile hope
Unveils itself,
And stifles the very breath!
The familiar world slowly
Weighs anchor in the dead of night;
Amidst the roar of fierce fury—
Preparations for a final journey unfold.
Filled with wonder, I watch—
A new world is being born!
Where my existence
Is utterly meaningless today—
Much like the old paper
Of a discarded document!
Copyright@Zakia Rahman
Posted 1:35 pm | Sunday, 25 October 2026
globalpoetandpoetry.com | Faruk Ahmed Roni
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