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It is a blog where I share my thoughts with you. I try to tell you how Bengal people can write a bit. What is the magic behind it? This is the most important question. These are logically described in this blog post. I hope you will enjoy it very much. |
A Beautiful Anachronism Silvern A flip phone in the hand of a Roman Senator. It rang, A strange delicate song Against the marble silence of the forum. He answered. His robes bent. Frowning at the bright screen. On the other side of the time period? Is it past or present? Why? Most probably, history repeats itself. A horse-drawn carriage is kissing the stone emperor. An LED headlight is flashing. On the dashboard is a digital clock radio. It's 3 AM. Don't use this time! The smell of burning oil mixes strangely. With the ozone smell of old electronics. A woman checks her email on a slick, Silver tablet, Over a longer period of time. Waiting! She would say for a while, A very middle word in an environment. Time bends here. A gentle, confusing curve, Rejecting era, Like mismatched socks, A delightful flaw in the epic. We slip bad laughs. A beautiful anachronism. Lines:31 Prompt ▶︎ |