Who wakes up from the graveyard
After two decades like Rip Van Winkle?
Soft memory? Frankenstein desire?
Gorilla wishes dispersed
On the dream map.
Cutting off the naval string of illusion
Who wakes up?
Lunatic art-sickness? Fruitless passion?
Who wants re-birth before death?
Unwanted desire fills sky of kites.
Poem 17
Book 'Firefly Can't Make a Day' February 2008
Copyright Writer
Rhythm Publishers, Dhaka, Bangladesh
ISBN 984-8319-63-8
very meaningful... thoughts' provoking questions ...very significant piece.. 10++
This is a fascinating poem that uses words sparsely but very effectively. Your sky of kites comes from a place of truth and takes off the mask of illusion. Splendid write. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
what a nice sublime...cutting off naval string of illusion...a reality that we are just a subjourner on earth.... we are free... free, a 10 point
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well penned thught provoking poem................