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Posted: September 25, 2020 at 4:44 pm   /   Literature, Poetry

We were lured to the countrywith significant prosperity,veteran leaders charmed the nation,promised life, liberty, and the pure sweet of happiness,we listened to those snake charmersthey were good orators, state-of-art demagoguesthey were craftsmen, wordsmiths,they showed light, just like the bright beaconin the hand of the statue of libertynot in AMERICA, but in FLIPLANDtheir credentials dazzled the […]

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Posted: August 30, 2020 at 4:34 am   /   Literature, Poetry

Ican’t punctuatewhenIthink you’rewrongIsay things toyouIwish you hadknownIfeel nothingpulverizingyour name, address, office, politics and petsYoua punch-drunkegomaniacYouare repeatedlysmashedYoulost your pseudonymsYouare sloughingaliasesYouare concoctinganother name, address, office, politics and pets30 August 2020Akran, Savar, Dhaka  

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Pages and Tea

Posted: July 16, 2020 at 2:03 am   /   Literature, Poetry

Every time I’m thumbing through the pagesI feel like drowning 12 feet and few inches!Words in black, pages in whiteform a sweet conspiracy to intrigue mein the name of enlightenment.I try to get out of the pagesjump out of its thoughtand its speeding train.Pages are a constant quagmire,a quicksand, consume my timeand few grams of […]

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Why “I can’t breathe”?

Posted: June 12, 2020 at 4:25 pm   /   Literature, Poetry

Something flashed on my face.It wasn’t a single thing.Collectively it smeared my facewith colors of misunderstanding,mistrust and misnomers.It left no bruise or burntbut shame. Not mine. His.He who used…No, no, not used. Misused.Hmm… abused. Sounds more precise.Abused his knees on my neck.Same knees he used in the churchto kneel before the Christ.Was his humility before […]

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Flicker of Hope

Posted: April 28, 2020 at 6:52 pm   /   Literature, Poetry

In the moment of Covid outbreak I see a flicker of hope. Not at all bothered by the debate “Man-made or God made” or, “Made in China” I keep the ‘morale’ in my right pocket, ‘moral’ on the left. World rejuvenates in its own way without caring about careless billions. Nature feels safe seeing monstrous […]

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