Poems by Masudul Hoq

Poems by Masudul Hoq
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.
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.
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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