White Rays (Aubade Poetry)
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Muzahidul Reza
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(White Rays: Aubade Poetry)
White rays rise at the last part of night
Call the bodies asleep, "Do not miss it",
I raise my head
From the wintry warm bed
Look through the window
Then comes out,
Oh! What a great!
Around the eastern side
Rays slowly is whitening
Heavenly rays I do not miss.
Copyright © Muzahidul Reza │21 March,2018
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