Trifled Poem by Khondoker Shajahan Raj

Trifled



Provoked, I lifted my eyelids
And hold a tight grip upon your face,
It seemed a whole-night-dream to me
As if I were engaged in the 'happiness-seeking' race.

I stopped breathing in an one-some act
I loitered upon my faults I, once, admired
And now I see it heading towards a light-year distance,
Leaving me with the darkness of my numberless defect.

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Khondoker Shajahan Raj

Khondoker Shajahan Raj

Chittagong, Bangladesh
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