Poetry
from Maleka Parveen
A welcome call…
Amid this stuffy, suffocating silenceA baby's comforting cry: speechless sense ---
Making me feel the murmur mellow
Of a stream serene, secret source unseen.
That unshakable aura
This curious coincidence makes meCoil into my inner self with an ecstasy
Unfathomable; tormented, shedding
Silent tears of joy, feel some euphoria.
A bitter truth
Face to face the taunting tough truth---You feel, then, baffled, acutely at a loss;
Knowing, though, a poor protest would
Make yourself merely more pathetic.
An equilateral triangle
An outstanding outline of thatGeometric figure in the form of
A relation humane and concrete,
Three of you, a pyramid of love.
A knock at the door
A voice, full of frenzied fervour,A tone, tuning itself to a tortured
Twist, threw impatiently into the
Ether--- a long sigh, a soft whisper! Maleka Parveen is senior assistant secretary at the Bangladesh Foreign Office .
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