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Safrina Kabir Dec 2023
I have learnt the art
  of hiding tears
  of putting on a smile
  of forgetting
You.
Safrina Kabir Dec 2023
What does it take
              To make a leap of faith
              Trust once more
              Stand up and walk again?

Take my hand, my love
I won't let it slide
Let's walk a mile
See? Your hand fits perfectly in mine.
Safrina Kabir Jul 2022
You bloom in the darkest hour
Comfort me in silence
My Sapphire of the night,
To see you, I wait for a moonless sky.
Safrina Kabir Jun 2022
Memories are pooled up in puddles
Hope's a grass of hay
Stone weight on chest
Tightening the heart
Moments are thorns of the day

The sparkling sky above the head
Brings the day a dream,
The darkness a light.
But the eyes only gaze
The endless emptiness
With no path to follow,
No place to hide.
Safrina Kabir Jun 2022
I can see you
            Through your covered sleeves
            Long shirt
            Feathered scarf

I can feel it
             The wounds on your feet
             Bruises and cuts
             Where the scarf ends
             Where the fear starts
             The pain in your eye

What does it take
              To make a leap of faith
              Trust once more
              Stand up and walk again?
Safrina Kabir Jun 2022
Eat,
Eat you **** fools
The best cuisine in the world
Cook a kitchen full
Eat a pea.

Spend the entire life
Stomping in union
False show of discipline, neat
Accomplish nothing.

We will change the world
Bit by bit
You watch
From the high throne
We provided

You are the kings, all-powerful
We let you believe that
So that the mouths are shut
No buzz buzz while we work

Live the lavish life we gave you
Sit on the top of your riches
Look down on us
As we write history

Hush now, no question
You have no business here
Not a play for fools
You aren't one?
Well, break the shackles
Climb down the tower
We'll decide.
The wheel of the economy runs over the hard work of working-class people. Revolution comes from the middle class and lower class people. It is proved again and again in history.
Safrina Kabir Mar 2022
I wish you to rain
Like the first rain of monsoon.
My deserted soul,
Dried out heart,
Drench me down
Like the first rain of monsoon.
The first rain of the season is very mesmerizing in the land of Bangladesh. For the farmers it's the long waited rain after the scorching sun of summer. I am farming love for you on  my heart and waiting for you to respond.
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