Jannatul Merry

Jannatul Merry Poems

Sound has lost the word
I can not touch top of the
Alp mountain
But I can see the shining white

Charibala are you too!
Now You are just women as well
After twenty one years at
The ever-known station,

I built a room in my heart
Time was moving slowly
In Light and dark I just wondered
A shadow in my heart


Bit by bit you are going to be oblivion
When whole world is worried about nine and six
I merely Want to embroidery your eyes on my chest.
You'd rather be blurry

If you can, then erase the color
by magic stick
As like fitted an automatic psychical wire in my neurons
I hear about colorful hope though I t's breaks my contemplation.

I will be here forever
there wasn't any
Commitment from you
But unseen bond someone created

Next of the window a large pasture
There is no tree
You put the reel on the table
Which is closer to the window

Sometimes just reminds me my childhood
We were watching tv with other siblings our mother was busy to cook or prepared our dinner
Load shedding was regular routine
When power goes off i could have never make a simple step to help give a lighter or candle. Because I can not see well in dark.

I die every day and come back
But I have never found that spot
Where and who is killing me indeed
I can remember only my first dead

When children keep dreaming
And playing with the stars
They did not have any plan to
go in moon or Saturn

When I walk with you
I just keep walking, suddenly
I wonder oh you are not next of me
You have gone

I am learner and whenever I come here it's so confusing. So let's fry again for future post

When I give a look I see closer to me someone has attached the eternal wall, Annihilated language's trim syllable At my circumambulation.
Who created a road in the
moon's land I don't know it's sketch
Hunter have the stable aiming skills.

The Best Poem Of Jannatul Merry


Sound has lost the word
I can not touch top of the
Alp mountain
But I can see the shining white
Sometimes I feel huge waterfall
Rolling down and keep listening
Silence word
One bird, it's flying that feather's
Sounds hurts me so much
Because it can not go out of my cage.
Those all are inside of my heart
I have been Carrying
with love and pain.

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