The Man

The man roams on a busy street
There is nothing but only nothingness
He rides a crying speedy bus
He swims with four legs in a sea of crowd.

You may see him sitting under a banyan tree
You may see him on the bank of a rough river
You may see singing and dancing
You may see him chating with his privacy.

The man is no longer there
Where you all lived together
He is now everywhere with his nothingness
Do you feel that once he was your friend?

Advertisements

মন্তব্য দিন

কোন মন্তব্য নেই এখনও

Comments RSS TrackBack Identifier URI

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / পরিবর্তন )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / পরিবর্তন )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / পরিবর্তন )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / পরিবর্তন )

Connecting to %s