Musfiq us shaleheen

Gold Star - 4,738 Points (31st, December,1970 / Khulna, Bangladesh)

Whispering The Words On The Street Goes Through - Poem by Musfiq us shaleheen

Sometimes Loudly
Sometimes Silently
Yellow leaves have fallen,
Becoming dry
Pale
Passing through as the grained Sound on the Street

Slowly dark flees across the evenings
What an Illusion!
What Shadows!
Has Shuffled
The Past
Present
Future

Your form that creates metaphors
And what a wonderful feel
Through out its gravity
Night dancing,
When aroma of Night-Queen
Moving in the air,
Plays with the moonlit
As if Reminds
The First love Poem

Has burned within the form
Standing to fascinate
Away, a dense bunch
Of vine Forest
Bored Air moving
Listening the murmur
Of dried leaves
In the passing wind of banner
As if Someone Calling with
My old name

Empty
Restless Heart
Today is the tune that somewhere else
Like a flow
Of a distant river melody,
Surging waves of the attack
In the Strange night of Spring

Continuous grey leaves falling
Falling on the Floor
Whispering the words on the street goes through
What an Illusion!
What Shadows!

@ Musfiq us shaleheen

Topic(s) of this poem: spring

Form: Prose Poem


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Whispering the words on the street goes through

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 8, 2015



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