Wall

Wall

A Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

There was a wall,

Right there standing so lofty and conceited,

Yet it was not that able,

To prevent my eyes from seeing my angelic beloved.

 

At times thought I of scaling it over,

Decided against it,

Few seconds later,

Yet relieved I was since we could like a nippy flash meet.

 

How can I rub out now those golden memories,

From my existence?

Hardly any eraser is on hand in this,

   Floating ball of ours.

 

Indivisible you and the wall are,

Even if it’s physically dead,

You are not, yet so far,

As the hardest wall between you and me is erected.

 

This wall can easily be formed in a factual sense,

But not that trouble-free,

To evaporate within seconds as in magic happens,

Perhaps it’s life’s cruel game for us, perhaps it’s destiny!

© 2014 Md. Ziaul Haque


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Added on October 9, 2014
Last Updated on October 9, 2014
Tags: Wall, Angelic, Beloved, Memories, Existence, Dead, Destiny, Cruel

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Md. Ziaul Haque
Md. Ziaul Haque

Sylhet, Bangladesh



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Md. Ziaul Haque is originally from Zakiganj, Sylhet, Bangladesh. He is a poet, epic writer, writer, academic, thinker, songwriter, short story writer, reviewer, columnist, essayist, researcher and sch.. more..

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