Falling” by Palash Mahmud
Falling it’s raining out / a crow soaked fully sitting on / the windowpane in such a quietness / as if it wasn’t breathing like a cotton-made piece / a drop of rainwater hanging on its beak / as if the droplet was in the pit of confusion / to decide what would be better to fall down / or to hang up as if it was in / a meditative mood either of them would / be the sign of destruction of its will / withdrawal of its existence