Atiya Aziz Nahian

Published: March 10, 2025

I couldn’t see the sun shining for a while,

I discerned the star already had died ,

Indeed it died,yet playing seek and hide ,

I couldn’t utterly discover the night star’s might.

To my eyes ,the dead star ,rose with intolerable bright,

After the dense Blackest night, I couldn’t thrive in its light.
I burnt in the intense light , grey ashes covered me to height.

I faded away ,still with a burning crimson soul alive,I’ll be back with pride.

AUTHOR

Atiya Aziz Nahian

Institute: Sylhet Govt.Women’s College

Grade : 12