I’m the tree
since my roots wandering,
here I open my heart
nothing else just kernel exudation
o’ wanderer; come, sit a while
beneath the breeze
look at the leaves
from God this is my letter
in my alone wandering
in this letter I find
inside liveliness has eternal power
to live longer,
come, seek me, o’ dear
whispered I’m everywhere-
“as withered to vivacious
I’m existed at every layer.”
-January 28, 2019 Chattogram
Categories:
exudation, how i feel,
Form: Free verse
Ooze, a squirt with perfect onomatopoeia
A slow leak, exudation or seepage
A slow plunge into thick mud sucked
An outflow all over, a disseminated discharge
That cannot be held back or stopped
A slow steady ooze seeps spews woos
Categories:
exudation, nature, onomatopoeia,
Form: Free verse
The fairies of chaitra
lie on the un–wrinkled bed
with their backside up
in the hearsay of the air
once the woods of tamarisks
once the hill of paraffin
it appears there is no interruption
to this circus
the toy-telephones
hang from the cloud to cloud
from that carnival
take birth many kanthali-champa
the surgeon comes calmly
to the secret of darning
all localities are totally maddened
by the flow tide of the exudation
observing all those happenings
the half-broken wave
does awake on the sofa-set
Categories:
exudation, fantasy
Form: Prose Poetry