We are Springheads By Hasa Hafizur Rdhman

We are Springheads

Hasa  Hafizur Rdhman

 

We are springheads, we roll the stream

Of tongue's  hope all the way

Through the velvet of timid green

Days pass by ever usual sway

She is much known,  yet her dazzles

Are not as shiny as ladylove, know I;

A disease has broken—to live or let live

— A dilemma hurts the land away.

 

Telling he tale of subdued pains

The debts of life, a vast darkness in black night

Still, these are we, the. Springheads, build palaces

Of tongue's hopes, in the broken dreams of dear ones

On the word-laced lamp a smile we all ignite.

 

We have speech; so weave: dialogues

And live through friendship;

—Let live nonetheless, burn out each other's darkness;

The limitless hopes of heartfelt words

Has lost its in this troubled and scorched time

Standing tall against this sprouting death

We remain even to the last moment.