They were crazy about each other
and that was the problem.
Everything was meant to be laced
with flames and extravagant passion.

Below the blistering winds of winter
were these lovers wearing nothing but their hearts
and sooner or later they were bound to get burned and scarred,
bruised and confused about the madness they drowned in.

But in that moment,
nothing held truer than his hand in hers
and his eyes full of sincerity
and sweet clarity.  

And I swore they could've burst into flames
if they weren't fused together by their fingers,
as if some magnetic ripple navigated the
thump thump thump

throughout their nerves—
so loud and so prominent it demanded to be heard.
And I heard it, behind the sheaths of snow,
under the overpass and between the bundled bystanders.

They were crazy about each other.

gd

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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
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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

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Such a short while, I knew her...
I had never before known that such beauty could walk upon this earth
She was my angel. She was my hero. She...
Was my all.
My entire life revolved around her. I knew that without her,
The shell in which my ghost resided in would collapse.
And it did.
The driver did not see, not did he care that with one jolt,
That one glitch in the otherwise mundane routine of a selfish, soulless truck driver;
That one mistake...
Could in the same moment take a life, and continue on with the uncaring attitude one would have
Driving over a pothole in the road.
Instantly, two spirits were released from their earthly home,
Hers, and then mine.
Two hearts, entwined,
Enraptured in the way they were meant to be...
One love.
The autopsy revealed what, to this day,
They still do not understand.
The heart in my husk had imploded, flattened (upon impact..?)
Precisely at the time she was taken away from me.
After examining our two bodies thoroughly, the doctor's words were nil.

They will never understand the true meaning of love
For they know not what it means to be loved
Like we were.

She is beautiful.
She has deep, haunting eyes
That pierce into the depths of my being
That perceive the pain I've toiled and striven to bury
In the dark recesses of my inner core.
She understands me because
She, too harbors
Despicable secrets.

you know what I will do? I will wear short shorts if I want. I will eat until I am comfortably full without worrying about being a pant size any less than I am. I will shave if I want to, I will wear what I like, I will say what I please. I will wear a bra if I want. I will wear crop tops if I want. I respect myself, but that doesn't mean I have to be dressed like a nun. I will think what I please. what I will not do is worry about what societies idea of acceptable is, because I don't give a ****. life is too short to give a **** about going out of your way to impress a blind man. society will always be judging you.
people will always talk.
do what makes YOU happy and don't ******* change yourself for anyone.

Once upon a time an angel would kiss my forehead.
She taught me how to live when i didn't want to anymore.
It was she who showed me how to fight till the end.
And when i close my Eyes I know she's here.
There's an angel up there watching me.
I just wish that when I opened my eyes,
I'd see your smile and feel your touch.
To see you laughing not in pain.
But it's good to know that you'll still be there.
To watch me closely and see me mature.
Now you're much further; harder to reach.
But I will think of you all the time.
I know that you're gone for good, it's so hard to accept, and now I know,
That nothing so  great can last forever.

Once upon a time there was an angel,
who taught me how to fight.
Who taught e how to fly.
Who taught me the true meaning of patience.
And when I close my eyes, I can hear an angel say,
"I'll be with you everyday,
Every step of the way..."