MAHTAB BANGALEE Poems

HNY 2021-
Let it be the love for all equally,
Let it be the ubiquitous humanity,
Let it be the happy noise,
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Mind; O Beauty
My mind of thinking is autonomous
On this forlorn golden brothel
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Obscurity cared for the infant's pediatric life innocently where the motherly lap was way to life
At four, a playground was farming fields and a rustic prayer home with brother and cousin
Collecting paddy straws to help my mother in cooking and learning religion were duties daily
Sometimes Dang-guli game and scuffle with same age villagers were daily kith and kin
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unkind your heart befriends me in this smog
sorrow comes to guide in fear of alone
this path went away too far years ago
peacock feathers are alive still in book
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The blue sky
now under the capture of poems
there birds are flying with the poetic mind
coronavirus in the canvas of poems
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first rain drop on earth
touches the inside bloomed heart
like the virgin girl
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wings of the virus
whispering with the world wind
story of sad deaths
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I am no longer in the meditation cubicle
It is raining in the lame field of the heart
The fugitive sunshine of the dry summer is smiling
News of death in the infatuated smells of fruit
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your presence was for a while,
for a little time being;

but this littleness
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I

came
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