A Sunken Soul : Palash Mahmud
A Sunken Soul By Palash Mahmud PC: Deposits photos 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