kafil uddin raihan. Poems

These albums,
Dumb pictures,
Nothing but past,
Only few moments,
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They built a dam at past.
That was called farakka.
They never think of me, us.
We are drying day by day.
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The little wings,
Bearing the colors,
Moving around the flower,
Charming her,
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Blue sky,
Blue love,
Blue tears,
Blue pains.
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He was my only elder friend.
Everyday on my way to school.
I saw him and wondered.
He had the evidences of time.
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Every night before going to bed,
I pray to him, he, the almighty,
“Oh god! Do not send any more life,
Any newborn to these ugly lands”
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They are crying!
They are dying!
They are lying
On the minefield.
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Dear honey, how are you?
May be this is meaningless,
To ask a man about his condition,
Whether he is fighting to survive,
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She is an innocent beauty,
She believed her man blindly,
She does every thing for him,
Till now she believes him,
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Hold me dear,
I am afraid of these,
These bloody faces,
These dead fleshes,
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