Poetry from Mahbub Alam

Middle aged South Asian man with black hair and reading glasses and a brown coat and white collared shirt and green tie.

Love, The World’s Shape

Love, the box possesses every heart

That switches on the light to walk

The way for laugh

Only can relieve the pain in heart

And for this healing prescription

You can find not a single doctor to sign with

The world is structured round with the shape of heart

Every object serves for each other

Cheers in the bubble

Not to be lost, glints on all the time

Love conquers mountain, ocean or the sky

Its sigh reaches so high, unimaginable

Felt in the eyes

By closing them, blooms the glory.

Chapainawabganj,  Bangladesh

11 July, 2023

My Little Love Bird

You are my little love bird

Fly always in my heart

Sit by me on the couch

Talk and look at the face

Cuddling and fondling each other

We live in the same

And dream for the light

Keep us aloof from death

Always living in the love soul

You are my little love bird

Always fly in my heart.

Chapainawabganj,  Bangladesh

12 July, 2023