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A prolific writer inspired by environment and insights. He writes poems and essays and articles.


Forest rain

Once I walked through the forest
The forest that was bathing in rain
I tasted the dripping green from the drenched leaves
It made it so easy to forget my pain

Thunder clapped on the stages of haven
Performing droplets kissed the mud so pleased
They soaked my views, blurred my thoughts
An aboriginal flute tune blended in breeze

It was so easy to touch your hands
I felt it when the flute went mute
When the breeze filled my nostrils and lips
A memorized touch that never refutes

There you stood amid the rain
Yet not a drop you let wash your tears
Because you know how easy it is to forget the pain
When my kisses and breathe your face I smear.

The inspiration for this poem is this video - Listening to it gives more meaning to the poem

© 2021 Muhammad Mizanur Shuvra

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