The door / Poem by Masudul Hoq

 
The door
 
Because I lost you
On the first lunar line of the month of Shawwal
Search the moon very well
 
You are the full entity in our separation
And I
I start new one from imperfect water droplets
 
In your worship,
My free heart and self-awareness stays awaken …
 
After remembering you
When everyone will be enjoying in the light of the festival,
Then I will touch
the door of your closed chapel with my hand.
 
By reading my destiny,
written in the palm of my hand,
May make you mercy on me again
 
I’m tired of people’s fake love!

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