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Thirst for Elegance

A prolific writer inspired by environment and insights. He writes poems and essays and articles.


Is there a pair of eyes that get tired of the beauty?

Or a pair that does not tear the salty sea?

Is there any eyes that do not search for you

Or everything that I missed in your history?

Summer rains quench the forest’s soul

Yet, my pair of eyes endure such soothing thirst

The trees, the twigs, the leaves the figs, the owl

No sway matches the heart that thrust

And yet, the beauty remains so far untouched

And my crippled desires stand purely crutched

My pair of eyes is the only one that works

And never to dry or become so parched

© 2021 Muhammad Mizanur Shuvra

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