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