Chain Of Promise

Nothing was new when flowers were blooming In your garden my flute-string was alive Moss on the sitting bench grown up with hugs First kiss was before the child spring cuckoo Fragrant lips seized my inner heart worldly Thunder, light without black clouds in our words There was petals book of raining promise Stainless valley of love with not written Before the Lord Shiva now coming up Scythe of the time in rusted desert grove Raindrops in sun-dews rub wordless letter It's chain where you are new afar from me Chain of promise where child twinkle like stars Shield; I can't defeat the cycle of eyes 30.06.2020 Chattogram