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We are born dying,
Every step we take brings us,
Closer to the grave.

Death brings us release,
Freeing our souls to fly free,
To eternity.

Weep not for the dead,
Their souls now know only joy,
In the arms of God.

And the love you shared,
Ripples through the universe,
To outlive the stars.
 Jan 2019 numayer shuvo
Nylee
a half line
incomplete stanza
an unrhymed sentence
well defined trauma

the poet's thought
uncaptured on the paper
many drafts
and crushed papers
around the study

there is a lot
same thoughts
and some sought
no process
little sense
world of words
and many buds

more time needed
to bloom
and here comes
the start of coming doom.
 Jan 2019 numayer shuvo
sankavi
I had my new years kiss

12.00am
you were waiting until the clock hit midnight
and you kissed me

I had my new years kiss
it just wasn't with the right person
you remind me
of wine-kissed lips,
tucked in bed with your favorite show.

soft kisses placed so delicately on my cheek.
sweet i love you’s ringing in my ear.

— The End —