I Breathe But Breathless I Live

I can breathe when I go to your parlor Through your smile, verbose speech, Snow white teeth, fleshy skin, sweating I can breathe thoroughly, coz love sheer I can breathe when I go to the fresh nature Hearing birds chirping, walking under the Cloudy shadow, hearing river’s rhythm With fountain falling norm I breathe fair But I can’t breathe when I go through myself Where I find varied customs of discrimination Where I make an abode of hatred, vengeance Barring love where I care so-called patrician pelf I’m breathless in the reign of apartheid humanity Breathless I’m dead alive to take taste my destiny © Mahtab Bangalee Chattogram 30/01/2023