You Don't Deserve My Verses

On a very vivacious meeting, we were enclosed by a cordial infatuation.
3 August 2016

Loving Rivalry

Yasin's amazing smash gains Sundane another point against Summerbreeze. Three more points and they're through to the finals.
3 August 2016

Red Nosed Happiness

The tiny lights which lined the edges of the square mirror glowed dimly as Jody stared at her reflection. The corner of her lips stung as she wiped the red paint off them with a coarse napkin.
3 August 2016

CONTRADICTORY

Tonight I gaped at the figure in front of me. Her fringes blew in the wind. The wind; the wind spiraled through her body as If she was transparent.
27 July 2016

Mind of Her Own

She's got a mind of her own,
27 July 2016

The Dragon

Hot, scalding sparks of fire trickle into my palms as I swing the rings into the air. Four, five cheers immediately go out in the crowd surrounding me...
27 July 2016

The Best Story Ever 2: Electric Boogaloo

"Sit down, kids. I'm going to tell you the best story ever," I told Abida and Abir.
20 July 2016

Jam on Rai

It is as though Bukowski rolled himself and his bitterness...
20 July 2016

GRAY COLOR IS GONE

She stuck at the middle of her dream.
20 July 2016

Lost Budgie

I had a bird, black and green
20 July 2016

Maybe Someday

Maybe someday in some country like France,
20 July 2016

SOLITUDE

He was a man who lived all alone. Alone, in a run-down shack just at the edge of Shona Dighi here at Rajshahi. It had a corrugated tin roof with numerous holes pockmarked on it. The house had only one room. A small table located at the centre for his meals and a single bed at the corner.
20 July 2016

Count Down

Twenty-one. Twenty-two. Twenty-three, he counted as the dirty water dripped into the sink opposite his bunk bed.
13 July 2016

The Last Requiem

The red velvet curtain goes up exactly at 15 minutes past 7.
13 July 2016

How I Learned About Starlight

There was a tradition in my village
29 June 2016

THURSDAY RAIN

Thursday it is again.
29 June 2016

A Paradoxical Existence

I ran through the waterways and my rhapsodic spirit was high enough to jump over the palisades.
29 June 2016

Psychedelia

On some days, he was the most regal shade of violet. Not purple; purple is a colour you would expect to see on the walls of a little girl's room or perhaps it would be the shade worn by a princess who had yet to be exposed to the world's extremities.
29 June 2016

SOULFOOD

Tonight...treat me to poetry,
22 June 2016

The Yellow Bulldozer

We didn't believe they were coming for our home until they did. We lived in a slum together. It wasn't the best place to live in, but definitely the best place to play danguli, marble and wheel racing. We friends were a gang.
22 June 2016