The Freshness

Early evening

The tinkling bells

The smell from the dhoop & dhuna ,

Smiling aaita , maa and bou.

The freshness that never fades.

The freshness that creates,

a thousand stories.

The study table perhaps,

unchanged and emotions did.

And again the bell tinkles to say,

a day has just begun.

 

Day8

#NaPoWriMo

Nur Nazibur Rahman (c)

 

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