One bit deep desire sails in the sky as a hawk
One bit feeling shooting in the blood cell
One bit dream painting leaves on canvas
One bit trust blooms on the air like perfume.
One bit sorrow cries with the sparrow
While another bit smiles with soft rain
One bit hate is more than bitter gourd
While another bit love swims lucid.
Eight bits compose one byte aroma-
The cool fragrance of pseudo-friendship!
Poem 13
Book 'Firefly Can't Make a Day' February 2008
Copyright Writer
Rhythm Publishers, Dhaka, Bangladesh
ISBN 984-8319-63-8
One Byte Pseudo-friendship .............................................. The cool fragrance of pseudo-friendship! ................................................................ Your sight is exact and accurate... But, It is illness of a site... Good poems... Thanks for the comment, Ashraful! 10............... Tsira
I like the combination of original and analytical approach to the world of emotions. Your way is quite interesting as usual and I like to read your poems. Imressive closing lines! Best regards, one a
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Friendship a much abused concept well said, yet I feel the use of one bit over stated and reptitious alas 'candid as candid can be will bring me many an enemy' Shimon the remarks were meant to be constructive and stated in friendship