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  Oct 2017 Imran Islam
Cné
sometimes,
i like to dance
with the devil
burning eyes upon me
in hypnotic dazzle
my toes easily
sweep away inhibitions
quieting my angelic
voice's suspicions
as whispered words
brush thine ear
my entranced ego
has no fear
endangering
as it may be
our bodies entanglement
appears free
with soaring thoughts
of ecstasy
we ebb and flow
in ****** mystery
seduced in music
playing rhythmically
ecstatically,
i dance willingly
Imran Islam Oct 2017
Oh, My Dear Motherland
You're beautiful, beloved
amazing and green
Your cold breeze, rain
Dew and the touch flower
Make me happy and glad!

The sky full of stars
And the moonbeams
Kiss me pretty and
Hold me like  I'm a child.

Under the tree in the heat
At the shore of the river
My mind becomes cold.

I would melt forever
In your green paddy field
Not anywhere, I'd sleep here!
BE
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