An extremist is always avoidable
Yes; nowadays I am addicted to you!
O Love
In me the thoughts of you are poisonous
I know my addictions are excess
Excess anything of necessary is poison
But I do not know what’s heaven
I do not know where’s my goal or who’s God
Love for you is everything in me
When I imagine heaven
Then it seems to me- the heaven is beautiful,
Eternal peaceful because of you O Love
If you are not with me heaven will be hell
In the seraglio of heaven
I am the sepulcher of any hate
Let me come to the caravansary of heaven
Let my serenade be the seraph for you
Let me be more addicted to you
Let my heaven be more seraphic
Because of you let me be poisonous, extremist of love
-14.11.2020 Chattogram
I was born there
in a naive village
now this is my city
I walk on the city path
now I walk by the royal path
like the mouth of a hungry child
there suddenly the piece of onion
shows me the path of cost living
I'm in the bed-sheet of sleeping child
the biting cold of winter drives me to a winter cake
dogs are very happy with the street fire
barking they are very much in the cold of the night
withered mouth feels grief
no food for the hungry belly
the light of lamppost in the tempest
speaks with twinkling stars daily
no dream, no desire I have
I walk and observe my life
moon speaks with her beloved
and makes the dragonfly her dove
no caravansary is near to my walking path
no hard drinks I have
walking path is very long
rightly I think I need to drink
I buy the letters, the words, the sentences
by my whimsical thoughtful press
to drink I make by these all some poetry
everyday surely I pursue the life of dignity!
-December 10, 2019 Chattogram
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