change
is a seed of revolution
and it comes on the chariot
of evolution; the beginning of the
creation is an obscuring egg
of our inquisitive mind
and the end is too
-May 29, 2019 Chattogram
These days they protect the sinners unlawfully
discarding all good values where equality has become a twisted act
against victims loyalty burning sacrifice hell
it has no fury like the scorn of the devil in such a beast
unforgiving creatures born from nightmares
they exist to walk this earth like a plague
fighting this evil chain weighing heavy doomsday
disturbing humanities balance in such weakness their grows strength
where hope cries for the love of God within pities sake
truth is overturned inside seedless lies corrupting morality
giving the podium to a shame and disgrace against peace
the oldest story has awakened today leaping through time
errors of judgement will befall us all if we remain blind
Has a woman ever made your head lean to one side
Has she ever made you wonder why
Has a woman ever made you go WOW in your thoughts
And before you realize
you have been talking out loud
And the one you’re with doesn’t quite understand…
Has a woman ever made you love
love so hard it hurts but feels so right
And through God’s plan she became yours that night…
I had a woman like that, who brought tears to my eyes,
from thoughts of her and how she may die,
I laid beside
and wondered why
all the questions
and all the lies
The many flowers and food I brought
To pass the time and delay the thought
To appease her mind and ease her fears
How darkness comes and time will disappear
My love is powerless but warms her soul
and that’s all she needs I pay the toll
These precious moments I won’t forget
so unsatisfying yet pleasing I will take what I can get
There was more I had to say but I’ll let you rest for awhile
But I’ll remember your glow, your essence, your smile…
Cherish… My love…
True story…
There were times when I lost my temper
That burns up your anger;
Here and there our stuffs lays scattered
Your heart is shattered;
Least I can do is to cry
Thinking that you would'nt give me a try;
The day is passed without food
In addition, we show no good;
You pack up your stuff to leave
I beg you not to leave me beyond any doubt;
Your heart becomes tender and mild
And I turn to you like a shame child;
You make me lay down in your loving arms
All I think now is to reform;
To maintain a healthy relationship
And tackle any kind of hardship.
Watisungla Ao
25th oct 2012
Vortexes of energy swirling
Being born and dying
On this staging ground unleashed
and rest in peace
Bound in time
Defying the mortal spark
An age old crime
To be so bold in space
And weave through men
The story of beginning and end
POETRY OF THE BEGINNING AND END
As singing sounds
Race
Through the future
In a blaze of light
With the
Piercing rhythm
Of a
Perfected past
And
Flying stands of words
Quiver
Into the web
Without the gems of the living plasm
And without
The perfect rose
I wonder and ponder
Why
The poet seeketh the muse
And
The muse seeketh the poet
In
The poetry of the beginning
And
The poetry of the end