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Loneliness of the frozen sun

Wondering am I the only one awake?
Far away from home, far from myself?
Arrived from the other side,
This frozen death can I survive?

Once upon a time, the sun was cold,
Banished from the stars, a story untold.
Then started burning to live again,
And to light the night sky, in spiral chain.

Frosted death and frozen tears,
Holding tight in unknown fears.
Slowly disappeared in day’s light,
Washed away but never died.

I too am banished, burning like a sun inside
These nights are too dark, too long to survive
Will I be able to give lights?
Will I become a silver lining to your life?

Shopnil Mahmud
20 January, 2020
Toronto.

Frozen-Sun

Shopnil Mahmud

Shopnil Mahmud

A software engineer with avid interest on any form of arts and philosophy. Likes to write codes for a living and poetry for the soul. Currently residing in Toronto, originally from Bangladesh.

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