A Sunken Soul : Palash Mahmud
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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