My Heart Laments – A Poem Written by Kamrul Islam

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My heart laments in its thatched cottage,
the silence cuddles the tears with
optimum shades of blood’s dream.
Can you hear me from your autumnal failure of immortal gossips so painted?
While walking by the road alone
I feel like crying always as you do not accompany me as usual and an invisible hand shapes the correspondence from the garrulous lands unpredictable.
The rivers flowing with guts in cadence and a sort of aesthetic whispers resonate in no man’s land,
the creepers thriving with the divine economy,
in the air the smiles of butterfly float,
but you’re the shimmers of soul’s untamed eyes and soliloquies of snails impregnated with the stories of tomorrows.
I find in the ways my yesterdays
playing timorous flutes of nature,
the days are harsh and lethal though
the backyard sings the melody of bygone days.
You have kept your window shut
and twisted yourself in magical realism on ethereal condition.
My heart laments for yesterday’s sun,
you know well my showers of love-drenched in insane dew, build the myths of mermaids’ primordial sorrowful grandeur – laden with an abundance of wild dances…
We were so gleeful in the days past,
can’t we live just like yesterday igniting the poor lamp of our rusted bones?
Bangladesh
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