Hasan Maruf Poems

One night I was walking in the woods
It was blustery, dark and cold
It was the night the whisper came
And this story must be told
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Our minds don't stop,

They tread a perpetual treadmill
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I'm dry, I dare not lie
Like you living fly
I'm frozen, I can't feel the chill
Of warm skin!
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'I'll show thee every fertile inch o' th' island,
And I will kiss thy foot. I prithee, be my god'
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Before me
Lies the beheaded truth
I cannot save it
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Let your words bud
As they are whispered
Into a barren world
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O you, my vessel of love
You did bring the foam of wave
In my hushed sea
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There is something tantalizing about being tortured
Something surreal; Christ-like and satisfying
Even oddly terrifying…
To have your skin peeled,
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In a world as apocalyptic as this
Where hope is a phantom liturgy,
Peace is an obliterated entity,
Humanity is a bawdy masque
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Tangled strands of moon-kissed locks
Gleam in dawn's sleepy disarray
As silent thoughts of last night's sorrows
Scream the memories of their pain
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