Treasure Island

Musfiq us shaleheen

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

The Portrait of Life


I, myself an obstruct face
“Even a tiny creature can fly”
Can't mocked never but how long
“Her face will be absent”
Seasons then cry when winter flowers
“Lost their breathing space”
Anchor my ship again to my mother’s hope
“Thou love flows to ocean”
Mountains are weathered
“Not there was any tree but lonely one”
Colors are changing over
“But except the soul murmuring the old”
See the new one glee
“glisten as a rolling stone under sea and lost”
And come back again
“To home inside a blue green algae can born”

- Shaleheen,20th January,2014

Submitted: Monday, January 20, 2014
Edited: Monday, January 20, 2014

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