Searching
A pebble ran to a beach
in search of a home
there was one and then there was one more
and they are happy, drowning in the ocean,
everyday,
A snowflake fell on a mountain
in search of warm bed
there was one and then there was one more
and they become a blanket for Himalaya,
everyday,
A word curled up on a page
in search of a companion
there was one and then there was one more
and they are in joy when a book is opened,
everyday,
I walk for a mile and a mile more
in search of a street sign
there is none, none to be found
everyday.
Sabrina Binte Masud writes creatively in a
number of genres and has won international awards for her plays.
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