Love is a similitude diva of a butterfly soaring- A Song of Nazrul Islam Babu (Niaz Mohammad Chowdhury)
Love is a similitude diva of a butterfly soaring higher on a flight of blindfolded pastime
A restful walk through the memory lane, a glimpse into the mirror of a tranquil mind, to be rueful, once again
Some of all these are longing, some are doodling to yearn
The churn of the longing to meet the asymptotic is no more to be nominative, still undone.
Yet again, love thrive to reborn, to beseech lover's reach, nonetheless
Some ponder love a heart song, a ripple on a pristine mirror
Once broken, the stain is irreversible to realm into oblivion
Eternally bonded, to reign through the saga of longing again.
11-9-2024
November, Dallas
1.
arrogant conceit -
haiku’s meaning is province,
owned by its readers
2.
God’s movement’s verbal -
pictures cannot be haiku
one-offs have seasons?
3.
haiku definitions
are joke, experts are drowned rats -
to breathe is haiku
4.
words are seasonal,
extinct languages prove this -
just feelings are real
5.
brevity’s divine
truth’s asymptotic, god-like -
what’s simple’s more true
6.
man’s rules are white noise -
haiku’s depth’s unplumable,
but seasons are plumbed
Brian Johnston
23rd August in 2022
I will not ask for it
Though its not to late
I just don't want to be hurt
Scared if you'll take my mirth.
Yes! We'd run the race of time
With all the memories in melodious chime
The stories and moments we'd spent
To a friendship bond it went.
Twas an asymptotic world
All the segments never met
Yet, the stories were all told
And in the heart twas all kept.
She leaves in the world she doesn't appreciates;
Tendency, self-esteem depreciates.
Counting material, neglecting particle;
Envious-- drive to asking miracle!
She wandered for solution;
Though there's actually no equation,
Keeping approach yet can't touch, Asymptotic...
Really can't figure the logic!
Later did she realize,
She dreamed of something hard to analyze.
God took something;
But replaces everything.
She looks above surrendering,
HE replies "turn 360° and see the surrounding"
Her heart sees the ordinary-extra different this time! It glitters in perfection;
Warmed her heart, breaking the wall of inhibition.
Why was it that you were so shy?
I have time and again crossed your path
Have I wasted my time trying to catch your eye?
When we were together we didn't do much
We laughed together, but reserved our space
Modern dancing can be subtle,
But gone is the closeness of touch
Expressing feelings in my dreams
Wasting away life in fantasy
It could never become a reality
In all those feelings there were promises,
All trapped in realms of imagination
Being free to go, or do as they please.
After all these years we drift apart.
All because,
Of our shyness,
We formed,
This fruitless,
Asymptotic,
Friendship.
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