Her Tale..

A tender leaf,

Sooty and hooded,

Sad and deceased,

Dry with emotions,

Rubbed in cotton falls,

And an airy shawl,

She wished a hand,

As mathematicians do a postulate,

Indra smiled and solved the sum.

 

Day6

#NaPoWriMo

NUR NAZIBUR RAHMAN (c)

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