Perish to Persist -Nazmul Hasan

Haven’t seen much of this mold
Though most of these are darned and cold
Here every breath ends in perish
Will those dreams of mine persist to cherish?
Here a day seems like an eternity
A moment of seconds strikes as nullity.
Here I find no one as my salvage
What is this entity causing me ravage?
In search of a bit happiness now tires me out
This shrewd soul is crying out loud.
As for the rest of them who can’t hear me now
For them I’d smirk and gently bow.
My voice is now coming to its edge;
Eventually, now I’ve recalled my pledge.