Poetry
Serendipity
Wake me up every morning as dawn becomes a new day.
WB Yeats’s ‘Easter, 1916’ and Bangladesh’s July 1-36, 2024
What motivated our youth to defy death in order to free Bangladesh from the yoke of a brutal regime?
POETRY / October: An unfinished poem
Glamorous lightweight raindrops from the October sky keep
POETRY / Silence
A star fell on the ground in the windy night
POETRY / Republic of the dead
As if playing a game of chess / Still the world waits for the next dawn
POETRY / Sinking in ink
Don’t you see— I can only write dark.
POETRY / Devi
The first pulse, in the midst of a whipping maelstrom,
POETRY / The wheel of change
Eternity collapses at the wheel of change. / Past is lost
POETRY / Fall
August, marked with dying things. Summer’s end, / My freedom spent
Wonder
I feel my rage, ma, a living thing;/ A beast, caged, like me
All that I’d despicably known / Things I wish I didn’t know
All that I’d despicably known / Things I wish I didn’t know–
Omniscient
Skin sticky with perspiration from a long month of June
All that I shouldn’t have known
What I wish I didn’t know is that when your dear friends whisper the word “psycho” behind your back, you’ll grow up accepting it.
The things I wish I had never known
I skip talking to myself for hours / The “me time”, before going to bed
The golden hat
It was not a question one would ask as he did/ With his round glasses at the end of his nose
burnt honey
i quite like the smell of cloves, even more when they're burning/ turning charcoal in front of my eyes
Raw Magnolias
This is a garden, these are my petals; this is my armoring plant
Shut your eyes to dance away the rainy nights
Shut shut let me shut my eyes, for even though / the dawn confiscating the dusk’s shades of greys arrives, / there is no place for me
The searing beast
Sweat beads upon my brow, my shirt begins to cling/ The vile monster's tendrils reach out, adhesive