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Kawsar Ahamed is a prominent writer, educator, researcher, novelist, short-story writer, playwright, poet, and entrepreneur from Bangladesh. His work focuses on language, English literature, communication studies, and cultural theory. He is the author of books such as Easy Way to Learn British Accent and Spoken English, along with poetry collections including Poems of Paradise and Ink of Despair. He is also the author of the novel Virgin Burden. Beyond his books, he has published numerous research articles in international journals as well as creative works including poetry, short stories, drama, and novels. An experienced teacher, he is also the founder of The KA Academy, one of Bangladesh's leading EdTech platforms, dedicated to enhancing learning and educational opportunities. His contributions reflect a deep commitment to literature, education, language development, and creative expression.)

The Best Poem Of Kawsar Ahamed

Living Corpse: A Poem By Kawsar Ahamed

Living Corpse
by Kawsar Ahamed

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Seeing the state of my life, Sameer,
I feel nothing but hatred for it.
I cannot tell you
how mercilessly this life has been destroyed.

I see no dreams anymore
when I fall asleep, Sameer,
because to see dreams, one must sleep—
but I no longer know how to sleep.

I am so broken,
completely destroyed inside.

My eyes may close, yes,
but my heart never stops waking.
This broken heart of mine
can never find rest, Sameer.

I am so broken,
I am completely shattered.

There is no hope left in my life now,
because I have become
a living corpse.

I am only waiting now—
for the moment my last breath stops.


Every day is another breaking,
every moment leaves a fresh wound.
I am alive, but not living—
time is slowly erasing me away.

No complaints remain inside me,
everything has already died within.
I keep walking without reason,
a silent corpse still moving.

And now I no longer search for light,
because darkness has made me its own.

I do not wish to run from anyone,
nor do I wish to meet anyone, Sameer,
because what is broken inside
cannot be fixed from the outside.

Perhaps I am still alive,
but life no longer remains in me.

And if you ever remember me,
do not think of me as a person—
only as a fading voice
slowly disappearing into silence.


I was…
but now only a name remains
that time has erased.

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