After all these years When I ope The ledger of life All I find Is some pages blank. Memories of years Spent in sheer futility Of a life with its branches cut That might have grown full straight Like it happened to Faustus. Then when Lucifer arrives To take the damned soul away It begins to long for a second chance. But by then it is too late And the soul resigns to fate.
| By and Syed Badrul Ahsan
My memories of you remain confinedTo the morning that came yesterday…And yet it was this morning, I think,That I saw you emerge, chewing gumBetween your teeth, you glowing in
| By and Zarin Rafiuddin
My mind is not merely an open paragraphwith sentences that abide all regular syntaxit runs parallel in fragments and intersectif they should or crash at different timeswe created language