I Am # 02
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Mahtab Bangalee
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No; I am none,
not a love,
not lover or beloved I am
not an anger in separation,
not a conceited,
but a slight feeling within belief.
I am within me,
every word of me
every work, every nature,
every movement of the universe,
recluse breathing through the air.
O yes; I am
from the gushing liquid;
which is emitted from spine and rib,
unholy a drop of water,
water of the love,
love of two souls within loving coition.
From the clot I am
hatched for ten months ten days
the prince of womb.
I am
crying of smiling; smiling of crying,
care of mother or father,
growing child in the yard of neighbor
as an angel or devil,
and I am entangled war of myself
from birth of civilization of the capitalist!
- January,2018 Chittagong, Bangladesh
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