It was a coffee-day
And a time of having coffee
Entering into a cool mall
Suddenly I put my hand
On the hand of moon for a while
And after a little refusal again returned
On the road without coffee!
I opened eyes on the face
And transformed myself
Into a hidden thread
That swiftly caressed and bonded moon
Within a neno-second!
I installed one trillion bits of tonic
In my hard drive!
Poem 21
Book 'Beckoning Jade-Dreams' April 2007
Copyright Musharrat Mahjabeen
Mizan Publishers, Dhaka, Bangladesh
ISBN 984-8700-82-X
Aug 26, 2012
Aug 26, 2012 at 12:41 PM UTC
It was a coffee-day
And a time of having coffee
Entering into a cool mall
Suddenly I put my hand
On the hand of moon for a while
And after a little refusal again returned
On the road without coffee!
I opened eyes on the face
And transformed myself
Into a hidden thread
That swiftly caressed and bonded moon
Within a neno-second!
I installed one trillion bits of tonic
In my hard drive!
Poem 21
Book 'Beckoning Jade-Dreams' April 2007
Copyright Musharrat Mahjabeen
Mizan Publishers, Dhaka, Bangladesh
ISBN 984-8700-82-X
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