Our minds don't stop,
They tread a perpetual treadmill
Un-ordinary tragedies crowd out
Like hope or light fading
In bitter interaction...mutual attraction
Conversations that will never cease
While we lie between sheets
Because we aren't what we want
And we will never be.
What we want to be
Tragedies in brooding nights.
Stands stoically in the doorway
He's not real...
But we must keep our eyes closed
And fool ourselves
Because we fear fatigue
Hasan Maruf teaches language and literature in Baridhara Scholars Institute and writes poems and fiction.