Long Forwarding Poems
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Life is life;
this earthly life is very challenging;
a great journey;
with the time
it cannot return back to the past;
life has the wheel of moving to future
though the future is nothing
always comes as a present;
in the motion of life
there is a great staircase;
up and upper and
more high upper- total endless!
the upper steps of the staircase are endless;
every visitor of this life
only can travel this staircase
to go to the upside
without knowing the last step of this
but no one cannot come back to down
of this life staircase;
there is a struggle in the life of aspiration
struggle to reach high and high
but what is high
which is high and the last high
none knows exactly
so life is a struggle
journey to forwarding
challenging mobility of the endless desire
15.08.2020 Chattogram
Close your eyes for a moment and pretend life is a backward chugging ride
watch the virus disappear from sight, feel the weightlessness of a new day
Yesterday is forwarding away and covid cases are waving one last goodbye
as they fall to the ground and die...
Cardiopulmonary relief you can breathe
Openly without a mask,
Veer to the future with hope now
Invite your friend over and celebrate
Dormant and still making fast retreat
Take your ears off the locomotive sounds of yesterday's news then smile
as you catch the eyes of your neighbor, measure not the miles between you
Today is a gift borrowed from past, don't let it slip away from your grasp
its time to re-teach your heart to fly
Can you imagine what a beautiful reunion it will be when you arrive at the station
wholesome and dressed to the nines waiting for your mother's kiss to bless you
Close your eyes hold the memory, cuz soon the train will move again forward
and you will be left holding the parcel she gave you the day you left for Canada
Bless the soil of your imagination writer, she gave you the heart
that you are pumping today, come away....
Jan 24, 2020
Yes you were the one
My stars, my moon, my everything.
The loveliest person on the face of the planet
When you courted me. Not showing me any of yourself.
But what a pretend self you showed me.
A lovely, lively, fun-loving, happy-go-everywhere self.
The man with whom I fell promptly and utterly crazily in love
I could not breathe, walk, talk, dream, or eat without thinking of you.
Your smile, your eyes, your magnificent charismatic charm.
You were going to save the world, enlisting my help.
I was glad to give you my everything - my money, my life, my soul.
You pretended you wanted it all, except the money.
You tried desperately to talk me out of giving you that.
As did my friend, my folks, and others.
Who did not know you.
Yet, when I realized you had changed my check
And my account was nearly empty, I still believed in you.
I ran to get your side of the story, no tears yet, for it was a bank error.
Your apartment was empty. No forwarding address.
You blocked me from your phone.
You were my stars, my moon, my everything.
Not so much now.
Yet, feeling sorry for everything I did,
I just couldn’t realise earlier, because I was just a kid.
Sometimes confronting myself tears me apart,
It made me realise; making a bond is easy, but maintaining it is an art.
Tell me honestly, is my image still in your heart?
Or is it a million miles and poles apart?
The only thing I’m left with is to hope or regret,
Sometimes I try to call you, to make the things best.
But I’ll still wait, for many never ending days,
My dreams will come true, that’s what my heart says.
Fixing everything up, that’s what I aim,
Till the time, I can live with those memories, I fortunately managed to claim.
Forwarding our lives, shows me the time,
Where you, my love, will always be mine.
From the beginning of time there has been exploration
To undiscovered places by every rich nation
Mans great love for exploring has moved up a gear
He has accepted a new challenge; the final frontier.
Nineteen fifty seven saw the launch of sputnik one
Followed by sputnik two, the space race had begun
Russia was the first off the starting block
America was busy working around the clock.
The following year America entered the race
By sending explorer one up into space
Russia then sent up their first cosmonaut
America then followed with an astronaut.
America was now leading in the race for space
President Kennedy’s wanted a man, on the moons surface
The whole world was watching, they were eager to see
Eagle Landers touchdown in the sea of tranquillity.
Research and development is now taking place
To establish planet Mars as a forwarding base
Future missions will refuel and take on supplies
So astronauts can venture out into darker skies.
Look up on a clear night and look for the space station
Manned by astronauts from more than one nation
Mankind has shown that he has the capability
By developing spacecraft that was once fantasy.
There have been many celebrations and even some tears
Accidents have caused deaths of some brave pioneers
Two NASA space shuttles, Colombia and Challenger
Both exploded above the earth a tragic disaster.
Our sun will die out and mankind needs to survive
A new home is needed so humans can thrive
Mankind will colonise planets that’s a certainty
Using great minds to develop new technology.
Space exploration is new and is painfully slow
In the big scheme of things, we’ve a long way to go
But one day these dreams will become reality
As man ventures further out, beyond our own galaxy.
Written 30th March 2018.
My parents send me postcards
As they jet set around the world
So that I have a little piece of them
I save the cards like I would exotic pearls
I'd like to tell them that I'm okay
Although both of them I miss
I often think of writing back
But have no forwarding address
I have cards from Paris, France
Amsterdam and on the Rhine
China along with Africa
I'm happy to see they're doing fine
I keep an atlas by my bed
So I can see where they are at any given time
I only wish my mom was here
To hold me as I cry
I travel to my mailbox
Lonely along the way
Looking for that postcard
To see where my parents are today
Forgiveness for I quite patiently
have done you a massive disservice
In some or other way
You wish me not to know
As I see you have clearly closed
your curtains and bolting shut
your front door
And so to turned your back on me
and sent me to Coventry as well
And worst of all left no forwarding address
For me to plead my case in open court
If I so wished to contest your verdict
and offer up a defense
And be judged by a jury of my peers instead
And maybe then I may also finally figure out
Exactly what my crime was and find myself
Being charged with and accused of
Or is even worth or worthy of me and my
time contesting at all
To follow the law or comply with
Asks Mister Smith
Forwarding though the current
Or drift
The flow is uncontrolled
The task is manifold
And distance within
This our engine
Appears both new and old
My only nemesis
Placing an emphasis
On something we must understand
Humanity fantasies
Trans and the extasies
Deity rules should be banned
As time you spend your day
In data flow
Don't be surprised to find yourself on deathly row
As reading of the fiction
Enriches your cognition
Invigorates the vision
With adequaCY THOUGH
And differing the fiction
And real facts of life
Is really your own mission
And target of your strive
Where computing meets
Unsolvable for it
My horse move greatly beats
And thus get you Merit
Distinction makes distinctive
And thus the difference
Who made wild life extensive
The flea adheres
Life of the parasites are for the parasites
To choose a way to earn approve
Remove the satellites
Past
Left
In the
Yesterday
Forwarding new
Day
Present
Seize
Chances
Presented as
Challenges to grow
Now
Future
Walk
With the
Sense that leaves
Beginning to
Live
Quantum mechanics proves that we can be put back to,
Particles, atoms, matter and gas by physical reactions,
But such indeterminism was fought by C S Lewis boldly,
Who used capitals mid-sentence for personifications.
He wanted to personify morality and the virtues,
So said Right and Justice to detach the judge,
From the justice, from the boyfriend or the neighbour,
So that from Hawking we would in some way budge.
But libertarianism contravenes philosophical necessarianism,
By forwarding that we all have alternative possible actions.
Says we’re not predetermined by prior events and engagements,
Through a divine agent that coalesces and notions,
That truth is out there is a fact, out with our command,
But truth is real, essentially original, humanly discovered;
A god cannot call it or claim its curvature or inception,
Because an agent would make our interpretation blurred.
Truth is not solely objective, bestowed supernaturally,
But is a human relativity which we believe, tell or embody;
We all have our own being which can reap desolation,
Or liberation, if we choose to personify it for somebody.