by Shampad Mutakabbir Rahmatullah
Have you ever kissed light on the lips?
There,
In the shade of the banyan tree?
Seduced by the sight of the contours of its sightless eyes,
Penetrating,
Deep into your lofty ululations;
Of the laughter of children
And the broken dreams of an era long lost,
Lived,
In an instant of clarity.
There,
In the shade of the banyan tree.
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