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.
Book 'Firefly Can't Make a Day' February 2008
Rhythm Publishers, Dhaka, Bangladesh
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