Sneaky Charter Poem by Adeeb AlFateh

Give me the embroidered wings or the colorful canvas of afternoon sky

Give me the flying white clouds or the swimming smokes of isolated chimney

Give me one fist of fallen tears or the darkness of the moonlight

Give me one box body of fluorescence or the laureate graveyard of silence

To the inert ink of living charter these all shall be nothing
There are many defeated tides where I'm a being of offerings
Words by words these all sewed a book of blindness
And nowadays drawing the leafy map of screaming


© Adeeb Al-Fateh
April 13,2026
Bangladesh