(Greek Hero Agamemnon Part)
Love has gone for victory
Fate
made the love blind for victory
and slain the innocent heir
oh the game of goddess
the remained love
weaved the hive for another love philter
honey
bitterly sweet in fictitious love!
fate
slain the coming back love
secretly!
the flies,
black flies
made oblige to wear the cloth of repentance
till last breath
for the love
victory
got shy to come back
oh the fate
again came on the hand of innocent rest heir
the sky,
the ground,
the air,
the fire,
the ocean,
all were stained with the fresh slain blood!
-January 16, 2020 Chattogram
the cynosure of the crystal night sky,
convergent to your unrivaled beauty
from far on the ground
the beauty I cannot count
I to me- a fresh skeleton of hackneyed ashes
barren field of all love,
grey yard of the cut grains straw
the bitterness of Amarone wine,
sprite of poetry and phantom of prose
see I all yours but in lures,
still seeing I'm,
crying life all to infinity,
decaying with infliction pithy,
you and my love are eternal,
perpetual all fraction in point of gaiety.
warm of heart feeling dazzling the shrine of love,
beneath your caring tears my imperishable entity,
I am seeking you,
horizon after horizon,
my love tours consciously to finding you not as alien,
calls in all of you and your caring
in the pinnacle of desire,
I sow my loving seed,
here every green leaf for you,
every root which you do not see,
where I pour my love philter,
every sough touches your fairness love with the belonging of one,
here every leaf oscillates as a sign of your greetings,
I see all my love into my sphere,
I find my soothe in you, inside me you the soothe bearer
- Sunday, July 14, 2019 Chattogram
within eyes
blind I’m,
within tears
cannot shed a drop!
O’ thy all
invisible to visibility,
but after a while
stay all as a souvenir of relic
world's life lives in infinity,
decaying with rebirthing
but you and my love is eternal,
sometimes fraction comes
as the point of insight lessons
the love
beneath our caring tears
accepts the imperishable entity,
I'm seeking you
horizon after horizon,
this tour consciously to finding you not as alien
call in all of you as heaven
In pinnacle of desire
I sow my loving seed,
here every green leaf for you,
every fruit for you,
every root which none can see
where I pour my love philter for you,
its sough touches you thoroughly,
its breath kisses your flying smile,
its swinging twig greets you-
“O’ love come, come beneath the shadow
Come hither, wait a while to mow
The grassy leaves of life for good morrow”
o' dear
into my heart sphere
I find you as flair
-March 28, 2019, Chattogram
who? who is there?
oh; a lovelorn lover!
love-philter is in dry summer
cloudy girl lives behind the blueness,
across the curtain of sky
solitude life is passing
sun is scorching the thirsty drone!
who? who is there?
oh; a lovelorn love!
-December 24, 2018 Chattogram
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