Untitled 5

artwork by apurba

A poem
is a picture
of you and me
walking through the rain,
feeling every drop soak through
every fibre of the dress
spilling richly on to the skin
till every nerve is wet and excited

Or is a poem
a portrait of you and me
burning in a chasm of hell
for feeling the rain on our skin,
preventing holy waters from cleansing
vices of the soul within?

Munasir Kamal is a student of English at Dhaka University.