Don’t make other
Shed sad tears,
But you can share
Joy, grief together.
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Chain Verse For Contemplation
I seeI Contemplate,In meComes thought.
Add
CookedNice,To increase tasteSomething it is.
Heaven
Flowers, fruits, springs, all thingsThese are pure having uniquesomeComforts.Copyright © Muzahidul Reza │16 January,2018
Uncertainty – 4
O, my soul! My brain!How are your plans remaining?Methinks no much time.
Father
BrotherSister,This is small familyOne or two less or more.
Shelly
Their inner soft body,They are shrimp, snail, turtle, oysterAnd more.Copyright © Muzahidul Reza │ 28 March,2018
Of a Poem,
That is stealing
Our attention
And our calm,
There is never more
A pleasure,
Than to speak
About its loving
Treasure,
As we share
The gifted nectar
Of its loveliness
And depth,
Of its imagery
And sound,
Unavoidable,
Hypnotic charm.
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You write because
So you don’t,Give up, the Fight!So you don’t give upLove,Light of all livesOn whichThe heart dependsAnd thrives.So you write!Not to give upHopeTo fight, the good fight,Not to let yourself goGo soft, into the fangsOf depression,Because there’s so muchThat’s Wrong,So much cruelty,DissentionAnd oppression,Because you knowYou’re, all aloneIn this tearful valley,You call homeWere life is torn,Ruthlessly,Between good…
Before I was alone
But for whateverIt’s worth,I was with myself.Now,I don’t have even that,Uprooted from the house I hadI wander in solitudeThru the new and small roomsThat I now have,And I’m sad,No memories here,They all stayed,In the house I had,And I miss the empty warmth,Of the house, I had,To which, I can never go back,For no one is…
Vegetating in a slumber,
No more dreamsDisappointed in Life’s cover,Things are never what they seem.
Once born
You live aloneYou cry aloneYou die alone,Till every lastThorn,You are alone.So many peopleAnd yet,All of themSo aloneThe solitude of livingCan even turn you,Into coldSharp, edgedStone.
No cover-ups, no labyrinth,
I still don’t know,I search the Truth,I must write,To liberate my spirit,To quench my fright,From the insecure incense,That permeated the air,The World nonsense,That makes me drown,In my own despair.I want to write,Because I have to,For me it’s like fresh air,My thoughts choke me,They must come out,Silence is cowardice,I don’t know how to live like this,I…
The brevity of Poetry,
It can so well capture the moments,That in us refuse to die.