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Silently you smiled from far peeping me
Smiled silently with mind of lonely
Smiled from far seeing me
Peeped through the chink of door
You’re looking what I had done
Smiled with luscious lips of bending new moon
You smiled on my wearing lungi on fatty belly
From far you smiled soothingly
But when I wanted to be closed on your smiling
then you moved away other side,
You’re smiling on my activities that-
what I’d been eating, what I’d been drinking,
what I’d been watching, what I’d been reading
You smiled and peeped always me
when I wore official cloths
then you smiled,
when I got out to office
then you smiled
smiled an innocent fair smiling
from far silently
When I came back to home from office
I found you staring on me with adoring smiling,
You looked at me through window sash
How I’d been changing the official dress
How I’d been refreshing myself
How I’d been showering by tube well water
You stared me standing under coconut tree
Lamp of evening lit up in your home
Also my mother lit up the candle light, hurricane
Over the sky, God also lit up the evening light
by the full moon and twinkling stars,
When I went to your ingenuous staring
and said on that true light- I love you.
You left me without reply by smiling
This was much known to me
and you went to your own home of mind
By course of time- All moments had been passing on,
passing on the day, the week and the month.
You, only, gave smiling,
Smiled on me with lovely face, graceful lips
This immaculate, flawless, graceful smiling
I loved very much,
I said on uncountable true lights,
on flawless shining of sun, many times-
I, only, love you. Do you love me?
No answer you gave me without silent smiling,
without sight of mysterious eyes,
without hypnotizing power of dancing body
on your went back zigzag path of smiling
(Continuous)
-October 31, 2018 Chattogram
I sat at the shop relaxing as time moved steadily
My very eyes beheld a scene that was very lovely
There before me stood a dime, descent and prissy
I was not amazed to learn she was called Priscy
Deep down within my heart I felt a tingle
As I lovingly gazed at her face and bingle
Just then I remembered I was still single
It was the best time for me to just mingle
I blessed my trusted optics that very day
A dime, a treasure, an angel it has seen
A beauty that words fall short to say
It was evident though she was still a teen
Her face alone but nothing I did continually stare
In my memory, such an image has been very rare
An experience! One that I cannot properly tell
My eyes have beheld a dime, yeah, it's very real
The thought to visit a friend at the shop,
The move to win her heart and stay on top,
I will forever bless and bless into all eternity
For that begun me with The Dime Called Priscy.
I've moved my chair closer
I've walked by purposely
I've made a point to look for you
To see where you might be
And when I finally found you
Behold, inside of me
Were lots of little butterflies
Dancing joyously
I had to try to calm them down
Not done so easily
I had to make them promise
That if I set them free
They wouldn't get all crazy
They wouldn't let you see
How much effect you had on them
And to what degree
I understand those butterflies
And with them do agree
Around you I get overjoyed
My heart you hold the key
Imagine if it came to pass
Like Daisy and Billy?
Both of us together make
Great music, as in "we"
Without you I won't do it
Let this be my decree
I only want you Bluebird
You're my cup of tea
At night when the world sleeps
I hear the footsteps of people
Who walked with me for years.
With time they all drifted away far
I don’t know where nor do I care
They wouldn’t know
I don’t want to see them either
For I turned a new page
Filled with new faces I adore
Some smiling , some sad
For I took a new road
I swept it clean of the dry leaves
That carried images of the crumpling faces
Now lying in heaps on the road I left
They lost the address of the tree they came from
I fixed a new price for my life worth its value
The people who disappeared didn’t understand
Or couldn’t pay the price and moved away.
At night when the world sleeps
I hear the footsteps of people
Who walked with me for years.
I have travelled a long way
And reached now a green pasture
Lined with trees I planted
Where I lie on a bed of flower
Bathed by the new sun I discovered
The distant faces have gone pale
Because they can’t come under my sun
And have become contourless shadows
Their faces indistinct in the dark past
But in opaque moonless nights
When solitude hangs like a heavy mist
Spreading a veil of haze on everything
In the present and in the past
The featureless faces come alive
And the shadows walk
On the road I long left
But I hear their footsteps
As closely as I want to hear
For they carry the echo of my distant footsteps
Treading in the past to oblivion
I want them to come back
With their sound to break the loneliness
For me to build with the pieces
A bridge between now and then
Between what I have and what I lost
Between what I am and what I was.
Maybe I’ll buy a red velvet cake from the store.
Buying things is a chore.
I had money somewhere in my jacket.
Coins making quite a racket.
But when I tried to unzip my pocket…
Water spilled out, out, out…
Then I died.
I drowned one day.
Barreling past a stingray.
The last thing I saw was a deep sea fish.
I sent him one last wish.
That in heaven, the sunlight would bleach my hair.
Underwater, there’s a lot to despair.
I was swimming on the beach.
I had just finished eating a peach.
The riptide moved toward me.
Taking me to the sea.
I bought a red velvet cake.
One day.
I had money.
I hadn’t died yet.
I had pulled out a 20 dollar bill.
They took it and gave me back change.
My cake was a treat.
I had change left over.
And two slices of cake.
Maybe I’ll buy a red velvet cake from the store.
I found out that heaven has stores too.
I can no longer touch my toes
Or stop an unexpected runny nose,
It has become an issue
To find a handkerchief or tissue.
My loo has moved
I am not sure
It seems farther away than it was before
I often have to try to run
Before I realised what I'd done.
I now have a shower chair
Where I bathe and wash my hair
I mutter to myself all-day
I hope nobody can hear the things I say.
My grey matter is fading fast,
I wonder how long it will last
My social life is up the creek
As I am at the Doctors every week.
A specialist sent me to the gym
To strengthen my muscles
To help improve the state I'm in
You would laugh if you could see
The aerobic ancient Old Duck me.
I now row a machine
That's never been
Near water
I walk on a treadmill
Although I falter.
The weights I can't lift very high
Perhaps next session,
I'll have a better try,
I love the exercise bike.
I can travel anywhere
I like.
Even though I don't move
My imagination improves
As I cycle down the country lane
I feel like a girl again.
From Far-Off Worlds, now I am come for you,
Across the ages, and across all time…
Behind the Sun, we first did pledge, and I’m…
Impatient as a crocus for the New
Dawn and the coming of Pure Light
Then, will I finally hold you in my arms?
(And, holding, keep you sealed off from all harms?)
That Promise has dwelt always in my Sight!
Exploding Joy now thunders through my heart,
Yet, like a brooding artist, I do wait
To find an unspoiled color, once storms abate,
Expressing your soft cheek with grace, not ‘art’…
Through fastnesses, high crags, heaths, I have sought
The ebbing flow of light from your bright breast
When I dreamed waves, the waves were at the crest
And whether I was ready… it mattered not!
For you were always there, and called to me,
In softness or in strength, you always called,
And I responding, soared toward you, enthralled!
For you were once there with me, by the sea...
In Ancient Wu, we pledged Love to the sky
As a distant sail that moved across the calm
That we would ever be to each, the balm
That heals the emptiness… thus you and I
Did promise when we met at last, this time
And separation’s bane, we did erase
Below the cherry blossoms, did embrace
Did promise that our Love would higher climb
But humans can but promise for a season,
And then, comes Azrael*, to take away
Togetherness, but still he cannot slay
That Love that burns beyond the reach of reason!
So, I am coming to you from below,
And will assail the vault with my bright cries,
And hold your Image e’er before my eyes
And seal my steps in the sunrise’s bright glow.
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*Azrael – in Henry Wadsworth Longfellow’s poem of that name, the Angel of Death
The delicate
moon
pours its
milky white
moon beams
WE
Drink it in
bellies full
it lights
our way
You hold my hand
and open the gate
I feel the wind as it shuts behind us
In this
secret
Grove
where I left my heart
In the lily pads
My dream is reality
In the moonlight
I can
finally see
You
In your
purest form.
The
stars
Shine like candles
that god laid out especially for this moment
and almost drip from heavens chandelier
Remeber the hushed sound
where the brush sang out in the darkness
What was it about this night?
That moved us
The cool grass
kisses our bare ankels
I shiver
But embrace the night
as this moment seems to be lasting longer then time itself
You tell me secrets which spout from your mouth
Like shooting stars ever so fleeting
And I am freed by your truths
I've hidden in shadows for so long
Hoping you couldn't find me
But there is something about this moment
thats mesmorizing
A cricket starts to sing
and then an entire symphony
perfection
You hung your head in dissapointment at the
shadows of my spiteful words
But
We bathe in the moonlight
and all is forgiven
neer shall i forget
This time in our
haven.
Form:
Fly like an eagle
When the world
knock you down
Get up and start again
Don't depend on where you fall
But master what made you fell
When failure hits you so hard
Don't belive is over
You are not a failure
Is just an event
when you pass through failure
free your self
From negativity,
An be courageous like an eagle
Fly above the dark
clouds of confusion
With a strength of nature
Looking below
See illusion of circumstances
Like a fish on a sea top
Be in control of yourself
Don't be moved
Nor moved easily
by mere events
Like an eagle see
below the top of a sea
plough out the trashes of your life
On the sea of ilussion
Cos is time for change
In life only the brave
Live to the fullness of life
As brave as an eagle
spread your wing so high
When the going get tough
Only the tough keep going
When the eagle flys
other birds lay low
Little fishes run down deep the sea
chickens looks for cover
Cos they know
a mighty and strong bird is on the air
Like a nature when you stand
With honesty and truth
Men of lies run so far from you
They don't want to see you
Rather they wish you 6feet
Don't be scard to be among the living
Or rather be scard of death
Don't be move
with the fantasy of today's reality
Like a eagle
fly above all that makes you weak
Like the eye of an eagle
see every positivity
behind the circumstances
Around you
Is your time for a true reality
Is your time for change
Like a metaphor of a true saying
Only the brave
are free and strong enough to
fly like an eagle.
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I found us in a shoebox,
tucked between receipts and time~
your laugh pressed flat like August wheat,
your eyes still wet with sun.
The edges curl like fingers
reaching for what’s slipped away:
a carnival of fireflies,
the porch swing’s lazy groan,
the way the light would hesitate
before it left the room.
Now the colors bleed a little~
your shirt a faded blue,
the sky behind us thinning
to something less than true.
But here, in this dim silence,
I hold the ghost of sound:
the shutter’s click, your whispered stay,
before the world moved on.