losing my religion

the apple pie looks oily

after burning in the monsoon sun,

& forehead of a pink pumpkin

swallow my eyes,

as my words lose all civility

my eyelids all religion

my breath all vapors of love

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ব্রহ্মপুত্র

author, poet, photographer, artist, data analyst, linguist… ………and last but not least ……… .… a failed priest…….