Drifted Memory | The Daily Star
12:00 AM, November 02, 2019 / LAST MODIFIED: 12:00 AM, November 02, 2019

Poetry

Drifted Memory

Every time before the voyage,

You leave a crazy message:

The wind is cold and the night is soft,

Everything is shabby pointing to a toft.

 

Thursday evening ends, Friday is calling

For Intoxication, Darkness, Hiking, Fishing--

Tension, deadlines are here, the pressure mounts

Stories are untold, no fabled morning, just pains.

 

Theatrical music is yet to play, bubbles of fog,

Platform, green, and dust, loneliness of nog,

Unlikely to be penned, likely to be drifted away,

Would you like the lyric that alters without sway?

 

Frenzy here, no thread woven, it’s almost dawn.

Friday warms up for an adventure without any splashdown!

 

Md Mujib Ullah is an Assistant Editor of the Blue Tiger Review (A Journal of the UM-SJTU JI) and currently a PhD student of English Language and Literature at the Shanghai Jiao Tong University.

 

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