Between the lines
M. Mizanur Rahman
“When the lamp is shattered
The light in the dust lies dead.
When the cloud is scattered
The rainbow’s glory is shed.”
– P.B. Shelley
Since I left you
you must have forgotten me
like a person is laid to the grave!
What death’s reason would be?
How funny we are
a few yards away from the grave,
forgetting one another?
Meaningfully death is away
from the brave.
