Quazi Johirul Islam Poet Free verse

A Slug in your brain

Summer here
in this year is too hot
I need an empty lot
covered by 
green moss and shrubs
A gentle breeze 
affectionately shaking leaves
and...

and you, the earth
open the door of love
and let me in
within...

me, a glowing myrth, the lovely slug,
plug me in,
the soft soil, the beautiful girl,
the inevitable woman,
the mother,
the wife,
the sister,
the one and the only receiver of pain

let me have a deep sleep
in your brain

It is too hot here, this summer.

Holliswood, New york
1 September 2018.

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