Within Unbroken Love
that was night of round moon
fairy moon;
fully beauty
twinkle stars
were far away
white clouds bergs
were running without any cause
I was wandering,
wandering to the sky
weaved by the crystal stone that sky was
vacuity hugged me roundly within royal blue
I was climbing
by the ladder of the throne
Titanic of love I was
on that lifting up
no cloudy bergs could hurt me
Intact I reached you absolutely
-Tuesday, June 18, 2019 Chattogram
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