Poems By Swapanjoy Chowdhury

Inland

Abdul Hakim at the end of chest pain
A ship dreamed
Surrounding him are many passengers with one eye;
There are some robot trees standing around him
They are whistling in the name of giving air.
A river has gone through the cave
After a while from the river the mermaids
Jumping up and drowning like a dolphin.
Abdul Hakim rubbing the palm of his hand is new
Busy writing destiny.
He thinks the mermaids surround him
The wind will blow on the royal palm fan,
He is going to touch the ropes of marathon running on the playground
Just then,
A red light flashed outside the operation theater
The ship started its journey inside Abdul Hakim’s chest.

Women and pulses

The truck is loaded with bricks
Karimon Bibi tied a towel basket around her neck
She is looking at her baby again and again
Chuk Chuk is breastfeeding with nectar,
The truck is moving from the mouth to the nipple
Baby food falling on the cheeks;
The baby is sleeping
Kariman’s cheekbones,
Sleep with mass in his eyes
The yellow smelling smell of the wedding season
The moment of mass delivery,
She remind the memory of rainy day with her husband
The baby’s father is sleeping under the Kadamba tree
How many words to say without resting on his chest
Walk along the corn field with coconut oil on your hair
The sound of primary school bells ringing in her ears
Suddenly the truck breaks hard
The baby is licking the mother’s breast
Karimon grabbed the brick body with his strong hand
Don’t let her fall
The power of mare awoke in her chest
She became a woman,
The truck started its journey again
The cannel of rainy season looks like a river on both sides
As they make family with getting shuffler red
The baby is sleeping in its safe shelter.