Masidur Rahaman

A full moon night
A patch of greenery stands
Between the two worlds.
Lover's heart feels passion,
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The incense is burning
At the hallowed altar of cupid
Spraying fragrance all around
Filling lover's heart to the brink.
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Does physical distance has the power to separate us?
Can it refrain us from memorizing the beautiful moments we made together?
Look at the moon.
Has she ever felt loneliness for being lonely in a vast sky?
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The sound of rain invites to explore the unknown world scattered within me.
The dried leaves forecast an impending danger for themselves.
I don't want flowers, give me trees instead.
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The leaf I was talking about has fallen.
Soil hugs him to eternal rest.
The rain has stopped falling.
The urge to explore the unknown has gone dry.
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Scratches on the window pane lock the sparse moon light.
Chinks on the wall are involved with hatching a secret conspiracy.
The dream is one and only one.
Greek mythology is not inside the room.
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A gentle breeze whispers in my ears
To sail in the endless ocean.
Only you and I
To an unknown journey
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O, my beloved!
Though I am in a far, far away land,
Every limb of my body desires to be one with you.
Leaning against this stone slab
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The eyes now don't shed tears.
Those tears have now been evaporated and transformed into an ache in heart.
Choking my throat making me speechless.
Your deep black eyes still beckon me to an unknown land where ecstasy is rife.
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Flickering light was making the hearts throbbing
Congested silence shrouded the souls
With an unknown language of their own waves were prattling
Surges of sulkings in her breastwere searching way to be purged
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A slow motioned world.
An unnatural sun has risen.
Bright light is all around.
Yet nothing is visible.
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Insipidity of a hueless rose is visible
A garb of vulnerability it wears.
Once the token of beauty
Is the sign of helplessness and vanity.
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Intoxicating is the perspiration of yours
O! nature my love arrange for a goblet of hemlock
And make me drink this without any reason.
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A red curtain was shivering
Coming in contact with a chilly wind.
A sleepless table lamp was counting time
To be extinguished
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Rain drops urge to embark on a venture in an endless ocean.
Sounds of tin assure to help rout the magnificent army of Menelaus.
"Helen will be abducted today"
The air is filled with this vow.
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They say promise is promised to be broken.
I am a proletarian.
I was promised big.
Words can hardly express.
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Burning!
Yes, it is burning
Between two weak fingers
Eyes gummed on a portrait.
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My body can be imprisoned.
But my mind?

You can't.
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It was no man land.
The possibility to see through the intense darkness is nil.
Water, dark water is beckoning to take a nap.
Trees on the strand are sentinels.
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