Poetry grips the soul, yet begs release—for Different Truths. A heartfelt plea to love, leave, and linger quietly, in a poem by Kamrun.
Poetry, you don't come to me
in this way…
Please don't love me
Anyway!
I want to leave you wholeheartedly.
In my previous life…
As a person, I was so stubborn
screaming and anger
were the norm for me.
You came, and everything
will become my pride.
Now I can't forget a single deed;
Positive or negative doesn’t mean
Stuck in the memory, and remain still!
Which makes me
so alone and supreme.
Poetry, you leave me
and please get me lost;
Please let me live!
And let me breathe!
Do you know?
Ordinary people are extraordinary!
They don’t have ego, stubbornness,
Anger or anything else.
Or even if there is anything like that
Then they have no language to express that.
Poetry, you give me the language;
Allow me to say,
But don’t teach me the survival skills;
To live in this concrete, hard world.
There is nothing written about these skills
Anywhere in the books.
A full story of stumbling and struggling with life…
Which could be a great learning from life.
Poetry, you are so precious to me.
To bear you so costly to me;
I am not that rich.
By the way...
Do you know?
At the same time, I am so strong and stout;
And there is always a firm desire
for new creations…
Poetry, you are my love
Please be with me and be my warm
And remain with me, so quiet and calm.
Picture design by Anumita Roy
Kamrun Nahar writes poems, blogs, features and short stories. Her writings have been published in web pages, daily newspapers and magazines in Bangladesh and India. She also publishes in the pseudonym of “Sofed Bihongo” (সফেদবিহঙ্গ). Her Haiku and Haibun were published under UTB journal, Cold moon journal, Failed Haiku journal, Quills journal & FemkuMag. Her poems were published in international anthologies, ‘Pandemic Poetry 2020’ and ‘Paradise on Earth’.
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