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Jayeeta Shamsul Poems
Playing With Fire
I am a weird boy in wacky clothes, I know fire bending since my birth. When I was a mere child, I started playing with fire,
The Wise Owl
I am a white owl, I listen to people's scowl, I turn a deaf ear to a drunk's howl, I don't quench my thirst from your water bowl!
Story of a Blanket:
I am a furry yellow blanket, I was owned by Liam Plunket,
The Herbalist: - She deals with herbs, She collects the rarest herbs,
Angel of Sleep
I am angel of sleep, I am convoy of peace, I worship the
The Bad Woman
Everyone calls her ‘bad' I've never seen her sad, She is vivid on own fad, For her I am mad!
Loving a Criminal:
Loving a criminal: Everyone calls him a criminal, They want to arrange his funeral,
A stalker I am stalker at night, I am smooth talker at daylight,
The Drum of Revolution
The drum of revolution: I am a wooden tribal drum, I cause explosions on your eardrum, I don’t know the reasons of being calm,
Whim: I am a little boy called Whim, Inside your heart I swim, I am your invisible trim,
An Anklet of Whim
I am a woven thread of red, white and yellow, I make hundred emotions mellow, I transcend your walk into a flight of swallow, With chimes, I fulfill nature’s hollow.
The Scroll of Sorceress:
The Scroll of Sorceress: I do dark arts, I do allure men to beat drums,
Sayings of Judus Christ
When you were praying before Jesus Christ, When you intended for sacrifice When you were searching the lost paradise, When the world desired justice,
Confessions Of An Arabian Tent
I am an enormous tent of Arabia, I contain amity of ambrosia, I am replete with nostalgia, I love people’s charisma.
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Playing With Fire
I am a weird boy in wacky clothes,
I know fire bending since my birth.
When I was a mere child,
I started playing with fire,
To gain long stares,
To buy things of my desire,
To buy things dire.
I am offspring of fire,
Ive born with fire,
I’ve played with fire,
I do romance with fire.
I am avatar of fire bending,
I’ve read the scrolls of fire bending,
I’ve touched the sorrows of fire rings,
I’ve burnt myself in fire, heart-rending.
Then suddenly I became fire’s fright,
I started bending it to my sweet will.
I made the fires dance to...