Short Minutely Poems
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books
there are many books
though sneaking whisperth
all are
through the all books
I have to go
go thoroughly the books of me
to read minutely
the inside of me;
to activate the wings of freedom..
-27/10/19 CTG, BD
I’m but a man of meager means
A man of simple pleasures
Tho’ deep endowed with eager dreams
I enjoy life’s simple treasures
My days I know are numbered now
And so are minutely measured
So that I might remain
A man it seems (and bourne by dreams)
A man of meager means
And simple pleasures
I cried a new galaxy of stars
wondering if all was lost,
and I braved a new world
thinking the old was diminished
but all was not lost
and nothing diminished,
as one light snuffs out
another ignites
rising over the breast
of a new world, rests Hope,
glimmering minutely but glittering
the stars of our universe
wake up
arrogant bird
black velvet blot
calling now raucously down the wind
light is barely caressing the patch work hilltops
snow creeps minutely
backing off from the slumbering valley
a new spring chorus will soon commence
you self inflated huckster
rush to grab the top most branch
arranging a choir of cacophony
out-sounding the melodious songsters
attempting to mate
through the rusty gate imitations.
I walk lonely
wander on silent mind
my path begets
the path of pensive
in silence
I talk with myself acutely
minutely I kiss
my taciturnity, smiling, speech
the silence
is the rhythm of my heart
the silence
is the true music of my imagination
the silence
is the pure meditation of my love
For the silence
I seek you into my depth slept words
o yes
the silence
becomes the voice, tone, tune of soul companion
-April 25, 2019, Chattogram
SUNFLOWER
All yellow and big and radiant
Commanding a tiny city centre lawn
Looking top heavy and a little nervous
Bright smile at all the sullen passers-by
All too hot and hurried to notice her
Holding tightly to her pole
A tip-toe ballerina swaying minutely
A proud one-leg Masai with a spear
Looking directly in my eye and saying
You’ve never seen a flower before?
Too busy to stop and chat?
Ok, go on by, but remember -
This garden is mine, and I rule here.