Poems by Masudul Hoq

 
Poems by Masudul Hoq
 
 
Midnight
 
Midnight-
In submerged consciousness like prayer
I wake up in your body
 
You are a rose forest
 
Smells and thorns
Or even sex and fear
I enter there.
 
At midnight you’re just a lady.
 
 
Sculpture
 
Wax is burning
Here, Air is the concept of smell,
Light-dark means
Seeing you completely.
 
I am a blind sculptor
I touch you with my fingers
Build a sculpture
At midnight.
 
 
Travel
 
From the writing table
The eyes awoke at midnight
 
A scattered moon,
Coming to the window takes breath,
Pet black cat
Gets vanished in the dark.
 
Getting drenched into supermoon
You became moon.
 
I travel to the land of the moon.

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