Melting Solitude Poem by Faruk Ahmed Roni
Melting Solitude
Mithila melts, undone by flame,
Like wax that yields to heat and name.
Her shuttered stillness cracks and falls,
A hush that hangs on hollow walls.
Desire stirs, a sudden gust,
Time folds in on its ash and dust.
A whispered thread of venom winds
Through quiet nerves in curving lines.
Then breaks the womb of midnight's tomb,
A silence deep, a weightless gloom.
Bent from the ache that love has lent,
She sinks in stillness, half content.
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