понеделник, 31 октомври 2022 г.

Two worlds merged in one, poetry by Shilpi Chowdhury, Bangladesh

 PRAYER

So many times

So many times,

I prayed for you

I still pray for you

I will pray for you

Oh! my own soul!

So many times

So many times

I roamed alone here

I searched for you here

I will search here

Oh! my own shadow!

So many times

So many times

I bowed here

Will bow for you

To get back to you

Oh! My own soul!

So many times

So many times

I looked at the rain

At the blowing strains

Of my own blue veins

Oh! My own Shadow!

So many times

So many times

I dripped down here

Melted tears here

On this blue water

Oh! My own..........!


***


NOT TO LEAVE YOU


I am an author and poetess


Yes, I am.


There have a deep ocean


A wide blue sky in my eyes


A soul, a united soul in me.


All the pain I try to snatch


All the poison I try to drink


To make sure your betterment.


I am full of all abstract resources.


not much money earning only!


I need not much demand for it.


I am an author and poetess


Yes, I am.


You made me your angel


You made me your haven


Without me your life is barren


with me, you get your life


with me, you can get rebirth


You can get your soul


without me, you can't be alive.


But what can I do, why begged


me! I have all these, I'm not needy


I am not crazy about other things.


You asked me to be a best friend


A soul friend, which is God's gift


But I achieved my soul mate also


What can I do for you, it pains me!


My heart really bleeds for you


As you are bare, a reached one


The whole universe surrendered


Surrendered under my feet


Surrendered into my soul


If I leave you, you will die!


Your appeals were fake


I could realized it in late


You had so many words


I had only one, as you urged


Not to leave you forever.


As everything was fake


I promised, not to leave you


Not to leave you, until my death.


***

DEEP DARK NIGHT

You and I, in the conversation

as if, there is no sleep in anyone's eyes.

Deep dark night

We are both awake

How many things do we recall,

Memories, with enchanted eyes.

Deep dark night

The fairy of imagining flies

And melt in the dark eternal sky

Fireflies become companions.

Deep dark night

The nocturnal go into the dark

Souls find their way here

In our silent gaze.

Deep dark night

The cup of coffee is drained with sips

Windy sleeping leaves

Woke up quietly.

Deep dark night

Two minds wake up in unison.

In this Illuminated Spring morning

Two worlds merged into one.



09/09/2022.



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