Ashraful Musaddeq

Rookie - 86 Points (Aug 16 1958 / Bangladesh)

[02] Idiotic Fantasy - Poem by Ashraful Musaddeq

Pet sorrow walks around
Presence sleeps on the edge of ware
Your breathing air is diluting
In the atmosphere.

I feel your presence on the globe
Birds, plants, flowers are delighted
Inside a brain crying rock-wave
Utility falls back to need.

A man is sitting alone
Freeing false balloon in the air
Kissing the cheek of pet
Idiotic fantasy of golden spider.



Poem 08
Book 'Firefly Can't Make a Day' February 2008
Copyright Writer
Rhythm Publishers, Dhaka, Bangladesh
ISBN 984-8319-63-8


Comments about [02] Idiotic Fantasy by Ashraful Musaddeq

  • (5/19/2009 4:07:00 AM)


    You've put a smile on my face, great write!
    Take care, Martine
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  • Smiley Hooker (5/17/2009 7:15:00 AM)


    this poem is not idiotic, it's fantastic! : -) : -) : -) : -) : -) : -) : -) : -) : -) : -) (Report) Reply

  • (10/9/2008 10:20:00 AM)


    Lovely surrealism, a fantasy in flight, why Idiotic I disagree with the title it is unecessarily demeaning 10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 4, 2008

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 4, 2012


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