Dead Words Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE
Dead Words
Recently no word playing in me
I am imprisoned in glistening mirror
Enamored mind in barren grayness
Terrible dark takes birth in every night
Benumbed the day is with the withered pen
Wearied chemistry of eyes
surrendered to the raindrops
falling in the wizened heartbeat
Your shining nose-ring is burning
my titanic wrath of high voltage sighs
making statutory shrine the thought
Susceptible lust
renewing the pole of youth
to bathe in juicy petals
But all words into the vacuous grave
23.09.2020 Chattogram
Words are never dead. Even now we cherish the theories of Newton and Einstein and Archemides as we drive our car, nuclear weapon fear and as we sail in the ocean vast....just the words should fall in right ground to be nurtured and cared and above all respected.
Great poem. A great way to say you lack inspiration for poety. It will come.
There are times when we are at our vulnerable state. No matter how we pound our mind, words could never come out, making our thoughts go wayward. A well conveyed write with compelling imagery.
I am imprisoned in glistening mirror Enamored mind in barren grayness. What a glistering imagery!
Fantastic, the last resting place of everything....Fabulous 10***
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/9/2025 7:05:25 AM # 1.0.0
Your poem expresses the agony of a lonely heart. Beautifully penned.5***