A Sunken Soul : Palash Mahmud

 A Sunken Soul

By Palash Mahmud


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In the nights of sorrows she sang
the songs
of the days of happiness; I slept with
empty stomach but had a heart filled
with dreams

 

Since her first breath she suffering
the pains
rode on the shoulder of her soul till
last grasp; she needed more space
the earth was less to place her soul
adequately

 

She craved for perpetuity where
oblivion resides

So she sunk herself only to see
the soul
the way swam in the water; the eyes
were wide open for a long while with
great relief

 

Like Autumn winds drifting
aimlessly
Life on earth,
said in undertones,
is stranger than anything

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