not a woe-man,
not cause of famine;
feminine gender for the world peace
after all
woman she is
delusively she thinks-
feeble, lacking in strength
from God to her a blessing!
she does not know
from the man
if she expects kindness with servitude bliss;
then licentious eyes make her gripping cheese!
o' you' the woman
the sword with love, with thorns the flower;
the power of man cannot you deflower
if you-
do not pray any kindness from manly cunning fair,
do not shed a drop of tear by manly fear;
be the rebellious in right path and be the dare
-May 21, 2019 Chattogram
DON"T TAKE ME FOR GRANTED
Many a times my fingers I have sadly burnt,
I did not know why and who burned that fire.
It was veiled behind your smile, I later learnt
you enjoyed so much being an obsessed liar.
The tapestry of dream you weaved for me
disappeared like mirage in dunes of desert.
In the miasma of deception you didn’t see
how the molested self-pity broke my heart.
You want now to take me for another ride
the return of the old smile on your face I see.
On garden path you won’t find me by your side
for I know how delusively distant you can be.
The life’s lesson you taught me made me wise.
After my belief in human honesty got dented
I no longer live in self-created fool’s paradise.
So I tell you, don’t ever take me for granted.
August 11, 2018
Contest : Fool Me Once
Sponsored by : Brenda Chiri
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