Two poems of Ferdows Jannatul
Jago News Desk Published: 1 September 2023, 03:45 PM
| Updated: 1 September 2023, 03:48 PM
Me
I, is the name of a calm river
Spending all the twelve months around, by the glittering riverside
I, the clear sky of the Monsoon
Spending eve and morns in the curves of clouds
Who am I
Knows the white breasts of scandals
That I drink them in setting sun.
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The muddy path
Open the rope from the ladder
Alpin and wooden barak
Let the firefaced bird breath out from the rustic lungs.
The touches towards sleep
Undeeneath the butter earth
Poor moon, a great search
Let the stored pack torn and go toward sky.
