Md. Asadullah - Distorted image

In seclusion when I sit;
And close both my eyes.
I travel way back in time.
Flying time vision defies.

Childhood friends appear.
Faces clear and bright.
I think of Raj, Arsh and Anas;
And they're in my sight.

A day I saw a drug-addict.
My friend Arsh he was.
Distorted image of puerility.
Sunken eyes, ugly Jaws.

Now when I close my eyes.
I see all but Arsh I see no more.
When I think of Little Arsh.
A drug-addict comes before.

Md. Asadullah

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