Afternoon Music Poem by Reza Raza

Afternoon Music

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In the drunken violin tune, the evening is trembling,
After the long-frozen time;
The drowsy eyes of the quiet street stuck in the snout
Stays in the border of evil dreams.

The wonder of childhood chandeliers-
At the end, draws the white paint of light.
It draws the limerick of the fallen leaves;
It conjures up the abstract images of suffering.

Afternoon Music
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Reza Raza

Reza Raza

Manikganj, Bangladesh
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