Roushan Hasan

Someone is awake somewhere

Every moment there is a fright somewhere
The evening gathers and the night descends on the day adjacent to the morning.
Thus, the constant rotation of unhappiness, emotion, weeping, mourning, lamentation and insomnia
These incidental sound echoes are occupied unconsciously by the conscious-subconscious.

The moon is awake, the water is resistant, and the injured birds are in the forest wailing
Blind trees in darkened ribs, congested clouds, anxious eyes, circle camouflage are tormented
Homeless, starving stomach, womb baby, and downtrodden souls are awake
The war, blood, revenge, promise, distance and deception are in invasion
Black hands, oppressive, oppressed are sleepless
Masculinity is awake, disgraced femininity is wakeful.
High tides, anonymous rain, pastures, pollen are watchful
There is agitation, incapacity, disorder, obscurity is in measures
There are monuments, Shaheed Miner, maps are vigilant
Somewhere in solitary, there is an uncompromising agitated meditator is awake awaiting towards infinite peace.

Congregational Prayers

Thoughts clouding my mind ever and ever
Days and nights over and over
Do we really think we are human?
We only look alike human.

We created countries, territories and wars
Our formed our existence, nationalities, Identities, rules, systems, victory and defeats
We created races, religions, cultures, ethnicities, colors and hatreds
Do we not realize we created disintegrations beyond humanities?
Continents, Rich, Poor, civilizations, powers and positions—-
Are these parameters to be celebrated?
Can we not ease the differences forever?
Fetching peace, solace and love moreover!

We are living in boundaries of divisions
Iniquity against the Creator
Iniquity against the Soul
Iniquity against the belief of life
My silent prayers to be humane and human
Oh Lord! Save the humanity at its triumph.

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