A misty shuddering voice,

Murmurs stories of Alice and Coraline,

Disappeared in the black towel,

A towel around the globe.

Tales told it traditional,

Myths are perhaps cynical.

Fiction,God, myth ,fact,

Is a mystery of untangle acts.

Poet, poem, prophets are veiled,

Gibran, Wordsworth, Donne,

We’re not step-sons,

Created air Everyman exhaled.

The secret broke which My Window unveiled.



Nur Nazibur Rahman (c)

Description of the poem is a mystery I am resolving. Hope comments will help me understand the hidden self in me.

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