Poems from A.T.M.Fazlul Karim
A swan is calling me
from the midst of tender mystery
standing in a barren field far away holding out
its long saddened neck
as if to eat...
This earthen body will once mingle with earth.
With the touch of lips red dross assumes in the crystal clouds.
A visible map appears on...
If I become washed away by the evening smoke of this town,
none will find out any sign of my existence anymore.
None will be able to find...
Long ago one night we were possessed by Jibonanondo.
After drinking to the throat, with a possessed love
with loud voice and silence...
A bit more warmth in the steps.
A dot of sweet perspiration with a tender flowery touch
bloomed on the tip of the nose.
Was it sleep...