I reached for your mistery, turning into frozen drift,
I hold for you a majesty, Knowing you may break the gift,
I wrote for you a literary, pulling myself in the deepest flit
I told you my unseen misery, rearing in the darkest shift.
But It seemed to me worthiness
Which provoked some feathers awaking my soul,
Then I found something everywhere
That made me eloquent to play a heroic role.
I searched for the unseen scenario
Finally, It came to me through your way,
I searched for perpetual ecstasy
That precisely appeared to me like the sunray.
Then I professed loudly not vaguely
Mysteries are beauty, full of eternal raptures,
I announced the words harmoniously
that mysteries are beauty, and we shouldn’t capture.
-Mysteries are beauty
Md. Ridwan Al Hasan
18 May 2021