[02] Peak Of Present Poem by Ashraful Musaddeq

When methane starts candlelight dinner
With fireflies on ancient water-bodies
Existence diminishes toward non-existence
Trust and love jump into the time-flow.

Who is there? I, you, or (s) he?
Which is the peak of present?

Before breathing couple of events
Load up into the memory-card
Futures jump on yesterdays
With one nanosecond pause at present.

Present is the dimensionless point of death
More volatile than RAM.



Poem 15
Book 'Firefly Can't Make a Day' February 2008
Copyright Writer
Rhythm Publishers, Dhaka, Bangladesh
ISBN 984-8319-63-8