Bodrul Alam - A Soliloquy

Not to get an extra penny,

But feel elated to sow the seed

Of trust in untrusted, And

Of hope in hopelessness indeed.



Not to miss a golden luck,

But feel disquieted to see the face

Of wishy-washy in able-bodied, And

Of grown-up still in distress.



Not to get into an infatuation,

But feel overwhelmed to fall in love

With the distressed and downtrodden,

With an intent to work hand in glove.



Not to wear a bemusing smile,

But feel unstrained to open my heart

To all I pass by,

To make my life lively and smart.



Not to get an injury on my glory,

But feel bewildered to meet a narcissist,

Failing to convey the message:

I live. I love. I exist.

Bodrul Alam

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