Tiredness
My sorrows never stopped
I always drink water of sorrows
In the open sky
Here the world always shrinks into
Here the people are walking by
We care for what we don’t
We love for what we actually not
But we are to stay, we are to stand
Feed our children and our beloved
So I have a duty
Regular presence of my physic
You find me so tired
Though I should take preparation for the next.
Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh
24/05/2019
It resonates, resonates
It resonates, resonates
The whispering, murmuring sound of the rivers, the oceans
It sparkles all around the waves to the sky where
it mixes
I stumble; fumble but stride to the sand
Try my heart and soul without any fear or joy
The waters roaring, the air so hissing
Throughout this atmosphere I started my journey
Knowing that never to find any destination to steer
I lost in the love boat of you
Here nobody you can see but lots of sign
The love nights filled with so much heavenly joy
Every waves of the waters today resonates the sound
‘LOVE’
Though never to get in touch
It’s more than that.
Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh
24/06/2019
A Death Scene of the Crow
Suddenly the crow heading down into the spokes
Just opening my eyes to the highway
Swings, rolling into wheel
The boy paddling the bi-cycle
Instantly got down and brought the bird back on the ground
Watching left and right
I rushed to the spot
The crow was dying jumping over and down
Just like the cocks and hens or other birds are done for cooking
It flies here and there and over trees after trees
And comes down to the wastes they like to eat
A cleaner or sweeper of our towns or cities
But not to the spoke the head turns into
It is Death- not permits the air to survive.
Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh
24/06/2019
The Love Sight
The farmers cultivate the land
Grow crops and feed the people all over the world
The cultivation of the womb just like that
Where the adults perform the best as lovers
Builders of nation, of civilization
We see the blood shedding for the new
The water pouring for the new
You can say ‘yes’ or ‘not’
Dwindling on the earth
The sons and daughters
The fathers and mothers
Always seekers –one from the others
Every moment we see the morning dew
On every blade of the grass
How time does fly!
Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh
24/06/2019
We Have a Faith
Today’s burning sun calms down tomorrow
Today’s heat-stroke can make us murmur rippling over the silent river body
If there is no earthquake, no landslide
And no cyclone causing so many deaths, howling crawling
Today’s burning sun calms down tomorrow
Today’s heat-stroke can make us murmur rippling over the silent river body
If there is no smoke and fire over head burning so far
Causing coals to animals, trees and humans spreading over and wide
Today’s burning sun calms down tomorrow
Today’s heat-stroke can make us murmur rippling over the silent river body
If there is no man made crisis for which you and I
Always face to face to mock and cry
Today’s burning sun calms down tomorrow
Today’s heat-stroke can make us murmur rippling over the silent river body
If there is no political handicap or bankruptcy to the area
Making the commons die for
Today’s burning sun calms down tomorrow
Today’s heat-stroke can make us murmur rippling over the silent river body
If there is no oppression to any part of the world throwing atomic bombs
Causing deaths and suffering making history of the pathetic moments
Today’s burning sun calms down tomorrow
Today’s heat-stroke can make us murmur rippling over the silent river body
If there is no falsifying love and sexual harassment
Causing barbaric deaths and hallucination
Today’s burning sun calms down tomorrow
Today’s heat-stroke can make us murmur rippling over the silent river body
Though the sun is too hot
We have a long faith
It must rain and cool the earth.
Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh
06/07/2019