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I don’t want to be
the fat kid on the seesaw
anymore

The let down
the crash into
the dirt

I want to build castles
in the sandbox

Maybe  
hang precariously
inverted

Or perhaps slide
perpetually

Or swing so high
I might go upside down

then just
let go into a freefall
jump
Will I forever carry this sadness with me?
Will it forever stream through my veins?
Will the sadness die the day I die,
Or will it continue on even then?

I exhale the sadness
And watch
As it slowly makes its way back
To be inhaled once more.

It’s in my lungs
It’s in my brain
It’s in my heart
It’s in my veins

Creeping up from my fingertips
Spiraling around my arms
Melting into my skin

After all this time
(it’s been so long)
it is now a part of me
as death is a part of life
and night is a part of day.
The sea
frightens
me.

Too deep
wide
dark
ice
wet
filled with
creatures

It does
not stop.

Kisses sweetly
the sandy
shoreline:
Is it teasing
or begging
forgiveness?

It cannot
stop.

My fear
lies in the
immensity of
its depths
and
in the
thought that
pleasing or
pleading

The ocean
will kiss
the shoreline
-always-
with a frothy
caress
///
Empty room
Open window
Smell of your hair
Reshuffle of all the feelings
What a familiar song!
Blowing through the window
I hear but not to turn asleep
Flavor of night jasmine
I open the door
She is coming,
What an unprecedented beauty of that face!
Gradually open
The bare body
How beautiful!
I am seduced by the sight of
You and I stand one on the island
But then I was sleeping
In a dream not to go too close

@Musfiq us shaleheen
///
ঘরটা ফাকা
জানালা খোলা  
তোমার চুলের গন্ধ পাই
এলোমেলো সব অনুভূতি
কি যেন এক চেনা গান
ভেসে আসছে
শুনে শুনে ঘুম আসেনা
হাস্নাহেনার গন্ধ
দরজাটা খুলে দেই
সে আসে  
কি অপূর্ব সুন্দর্য ওই মুখে!
আস্তে আস্তে খুলে যায় সব
অনাবৃত শরীর
কি সুন্দর!
আমি বিমোহিত এক দৃষ্টিতে
তুমি আর আমি এক দ্বীপে
কিন্ত তখন আমি ঘুমিয়েছিলাম
স্বপ্নের  মধ্যে কাছে যেতে পারিনি  

মুসফিক উস সালেহীন

///
within a dream/ স্বপ্নের মধ্যে
We all have the power to change our own lives;
Whatever we desire we can have.
There will always be decisions, paths to take;
Journeys ahead with forks in the road.
Obstacles and lessons, some good and some bad;
We all have the power to choose.
Believe in yourself and follow your heart;
Chase your wildest dreams.
Remember your roots while looking ahead,
Have faith, love & hope; seek peace.
© 2014 Ashley Jean.
All rights reserved.
Intellectual property of the author.
She must've gotten tired
of slicing her wrists with razors
And setting fire to her skin
So she burned herself on lovers
And cut herself on friends
this is me,
leaving you.
not because
i do not love you,
but because
i love myself,
too.
and while time
does heal all wounds,
time does not
heal the scars
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