You put this blood
in my nerves and you
take my life from
the world before rising
the next sun of your breath

The breath seems full
of your power what I
gave you when you had
no oxygen to take on
the mid of angry ocean

The Ocean was a dilemma
of your living agent and
identity; but now your gigantic
breath spreads the fire of
tears and composes yellow elegy

Elegy into the hot October
gulps the blood of humanity
with vulture's nails scratching
the breast of utmost holiness
for all pure worshipers

Worshipers have no boundary
but endless identity can make
a parallel ground; So, come by oath
to the blood and merge fully
into the flight of Oneness unity

©Mahtab Bangalee
October 18, 2023
Chattogram