Beginning Of The End Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

The beginning of the end has been found,
It has emerged eventually,
I've tried my best honestly,
Yet I alone cannot heal the wound.

Perhaps I'm to be blamed for the moments unexpected,
Perhaps not, who knows?
But the time acting as a prophet shows,
That like the divergent continents parting is expected.

As it pains when someone bleeds profusely,
My heart shall encounter blood loss,
But courageous I am like Hephaestus,
Yet as the icebergs the memories shall melt slowly.

Let the end strike with its weapon so thick,
Enough of the Zen Buddhism-like-dhyana and fake euphoria,
Let's not kill time pondering much over the area,
Let the distance prevail in a manner quick.

The days have taught me to be hard like stone,
Rest assured, because I like King Balak won't visit,
Any wizard to harm you doing something illicit,
The pain since like sadness it comes to be gone.