Treasure Island

Musfiq us shaleheen

(31st, December,1970 / Khulna, Bangladesh)

The Broken Mirror and The Taste of Kisses


When kisses are over,
the lips are burning after
life flows with rhythm and melody-
you see the mirror
and change the fashion
reflects thoughts and tides,
separated you from me-

Step flows future,
a capital of past
the broken mirror deformed,
your face and lights
Like a black ugly crow -
thirsty but disorder
'O' thou flows a river
where the boat is going

The last I saw your pale face,
through the broken glass
a Piece of glass fall on the floor,
the face disappeared
As the dark covered the shadow,
thou no hole of light
Peace turns to black hole
so many faces appeared at once

Though the river flows
the sun rises at east everyday
I see her pale face again
within my new window
terminate the present and future-
the moon declines the dark
And I feel the taste of kisses
even when I burned into ashes-

- Musfiq us shaleheen

Submitted: Saturday, May 18, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, June 03, 2014

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