Too High To Reach Or Nothing
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Mahtab Bangalee
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the heights - too high - can't reach
the head, the hands over the emptiness
it stands like the earth pole line - unshaped
dead all beneath the roots of it
running - driving - tuning with the stormy winds
and then losing - and then disappearing
the heights - too high; none can reach
but the mind - the imaginative mind -
the confident faith - all in one day will be
Faded glory
04.08.2020 Chattogram
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