Short Tracts Poems

All we needed was land,
They gave us land,
We possess large tracts,
Years of talk and media hype;
We remain sick after surgery.
...

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envy
brings discontent
tracts surface
lines are drawn
said,then
coloured red...
spread on the sand,then
slowly dwindle
on the incoming
tide of time...

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R acing around on busy days
A rainbow stops us in our tracts.
I n awe we pause to ponder on
N ature's beautiful bounty.
B estowing again childlike wonder
O n bustling distracted adults.
W e absorb the colours into our
S ouls and proceed renewed....

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For Brian's Contest on the Ekphrasis

Wooden tracts pop and give
Shady light streams through
Graffiti marked on your walls
Scared and marked with disrespect

Flowing stream below your boards
Children splash and play
Picnic haven, sandwhiches taste 
Like heaven on a plate

I am still thinking.......

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Furocity - it boils within the very vessels in essence
Bursting esteemed love, susceptible in it's unwavering
Vulnerability
Purity abreast of angelic fortification so easily crumbled
Shattered as splintered crystal fury slashes altruistic tracts
Lively divine power, immeasurable, snuffed by frailty
Resentful vengeance's suffocating unrelent....

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In our inner world of the existential
a heightened awareness in close proximity
with distant dreams.Impulsive moods
once suppressed in the domain of the
denied, embodied now in spoken tracts

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Cultivation of distressful life was starting in our family after the cyclone
No shelter we found except a crushed hamlet on far dale with full alone
On the next year we’re moved to hill tracts for probing of best living fate
Through a little job my father cared us with his loving effort to be settled
The year nineteen ninety two was my first year of institutional learning rail

©Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
07/11/2022...

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Shatter


Scarlet petals they fall
With the iron tracts they leave
Busted on the tears of snow
Coverlet for our memory 

Who else is there to blame
For the silence in the night
The bottle empty of its whisky
Rushes headlong to the wall

But sleepless rests within these trembling hands
To die one more time
As I close my eyes
You never knew its taste upon my lips

And now in the darkness
I can at least see my heart
Iron petal it falls
In scarlet tracts...

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I never knew she is the one
An angel that is meant to be mine
In hot, cold, dry... monarch of moment.

I never knew we are meant to be
Since the time we are neighbours
That shares both boundaries and tracts.

I never knew she is single and decent
Not until this day that wide the sun.

There I witness a gorgeous rosy cheeks.

So, my lady has this brilliant beauty-
A stolen scene and wanting view.

I never new she is the one
That is haunting me in my thoughts.
I never knew; I never knew....

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