By Tabassum Tahmina Shagufta Hussein

The colourful mind wants to give you.
So much!
How can I persuade you?
In return, I don’t want anything!
Your hesitant eyes,
I don’t want to look at them.
I hold the edge of the watch in your hands,
Let me see your hands.
But my luck holds the edge of your watch;
in your hand.
Let the lyrics be unseemly in your songs,
Still, I don’t want anyone’s song.
But only yours.
So many faces glitter in the light
from the lent sunrays.
But I see only your blue eyes.
Thousands of voices storm the question.
But my mind doesn’t falter to look into your eyes.
The storm in question makes thousands of sneaky smells and whispers.
Still, my heart does not vacillate to crave for you.
I don’t want anything,
Only but you.

Tabassum Tahmina Shagufta Hussein is an aesthete and humanitarian and Masters of Arts holder in British & American Literature from Dhaka, Bangladesh . Her poems have appeared in several literary magazines and journals. She has contributed to five anthologies. She writes column for Different Truths Publications, India and other news portals in Bangladesh. Her poems have appeared in Das Litwrarisch, an international referred journal of English Studies and Creative writing. She has also contributed to London School of Economics Human Rights Blog. She believes in humanity, equity and secularism. She finds beauty from the blade of grass to twinkling stars. Aestheticism and humanism are the essences of her existence.

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