Poetry from Mesfakus Salahin

South Asian man with reading glasses and red shoulder length hair. He's got a red collared shirt on.
Mesfakus Salahin

I Can’t Reply

 one hand is my sky

That spreads peace of shadow

 All the seasons l feel it

My every morning blooms 

With the blessing of it

My day mixes with it

I dream lying in its lap

As if l were an innocent infant

I do everything in the heaven

Its touch welcomes my steps.

Your another hand is the crown of glory

That spreads the pages of beauty

All the time beauty kisses my heart

And makes me a ship of love

That sails through the sweetness.

The ship is nothing but fresh love of eternity

The fountain of the crown refreshes my breath ;

Gentle breeze writes love letter In my virgin eyes

l read and feel that with time

But I can’t reply. 

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Tomorrow’s Couple

Everyday my rainbow draw you

The colours adorn love river

My breath touches your bright lips

The roses bloom in my heart to read you.

Every spring l hear a new sound

I feel new fragrance in secret

l compose a song of soul

I plant a tree of love and tenderness.

I and you are always tomorrow’s couple 

Not for the present time

Tomorrow is always pleasant 

As we can’t touch it.