In the net of infatuation
A green forest burnt by greed
In the net of infatuation
_____By Aranna Hasan Delwar.
Cracked wood of sun-scorched soil
The twilight also disappears in the lap
Even in the life of the simple people of the village
The vulture of illness returns
Takes away all the spring colors.
The calmness of the afternoon suddenly caught on
The carnivores of the city surround the verdant countryside.
The full river also dries up, the golden crops die
A group of wolves ate Humri and fell on the path of the village.
As the night deepens, the village wakes up
Waiting for the light of the dawn accompanied by the fear of the unknown
But the dawn does not return with the light of the new sun
This solar eclipse, when will the eclipse stop?
The green forest is burnt by the monster of the city
The sky is covered by high concrete walls
The path gets lost under the rocks
The flight of grasshoppers and the light of fireflies
Lost in the web of infatuation.
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