Dark and Day

Md. Zidan Khan

What’s in your beautiful mind?
What’s in your raining eyes?
I turn back to look at.
But you keep going far away,
And I get lost in the dense fog of winter.

Will I hear your voice again?
The shivering sound from a distant land?

Where would you go?
Why do you drift away?
Like the ashes of the stars,
Vanishing in the air.

Are we just made of atoms
that come together for a thing or two?
Are we the night’s end
that suffers the pain of insomnia?

I die to have a sound sleep
Before falling into the loop of
Dark and day.