Moving towards Eternity!A Poem by Md. Ziaul HaqueI want to have discovered, myself, At the heart wherever, Time does travel with no end, No needs be, turning into any Guelph.
Blake should teach me how to ‘hold, Infinity in the palm of my hands, And eternity in an hour’, Without the soul being sold.
The problem is- the soul divorces the heart intentionally, But searches for its eternal habitat pointlessly. © 2014 Md. Ziaul HaqueReviews
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StatsAuthorMd. Ziaul HaqueSylhet, BangladeshAboutMd. Ziaul Haque is originally from Zakiganj, Sylhet, Bangladesh. He is a poet, epic writer, writer, academic, thinker, songwriter, short story writer, reviewer, columnist, essayist, researcher and sch.. more..Writing
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