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
Relaxed reminiscences
(For Lutfa, Nayeem, and Aarong Herbal Hair Pack)
'Cube': Sehri Tales selections, Day 30
The top selections in poetry, flash fiction and artwork for Day 30 of the Sehri Tales challenge; prompt: Cube.
'Call': Sehri Tales selections, Day 29
The top selections in poetry, flash fiction and artwork for Day 29 of the Sehri Tales challenge; prompt: Call
'Urge': Sehri Tales selections, Day 28
The top selections in poetry, flash fiction and artwork for Day 28 of the Sehri Tales challenge; prompt: Urge
'Liberation': Sehri Tales selections, Day 27
The top selections in poetry, flash fiction and artwork for Day 27 of the Sehri Tales challenge; prompt: Liberation
'Duty': Sehri Tales selections, Day 26
The top selections in poetry, flash fiction and artwork for Day 26 of the Sehri Tales challenge; prompt: Duty
'Soul': Sehri Tales selections, Day 25
The top selections in poetry, flash fiction and artwork for Day 25 of the Sehri Tales challenge; prompt: Soul
The hills
They say the hills have eyes Iridescent, all knowing, and deathlike.
'Seven': Sehri Tales selections, Day 24
The top selections in poetry, flash fiction and artwork for Day 24 of the Sehri Tales challenge; prompt: Seven
A Desire or death eats away at my corpse. You are basking in the sun
Do you want my hands/ Will they be enough to keep you warm