It was five days into December
electric flames lit up the air.
Bells were ringing garishly,
a tune for wicked souls.
Left for that gold crown
Krampus switched me.
Snatched his branch
my smirk
grew.
An alien snatched my wife one strange night,
To planet Speed, they took her in flight.
But the alien confessed,
She'd been sorely unimpressed,
So back home, he returned her, contrite.
Monica is her name
She was mould in modesty
Meek to her motherland..
More matured than nature
Monica motile with sensation..
Mood to the moon
With money inherited
Majestic and colorful
Mystical in her morality
Merrymake and smart
Model status
Melodious voice
Mild-mannered..
Committal...
Murderous monday morning
Monica mood turn muddy
Messy and mournful
Motherhood engulfed
For she was molested,
rape, deflowered, cheated
and battered..
Lost!
Wicked world
Life's unfair
Hatred to humanity
Marital gift snatched
Pregnant to unknown
Monica mourn..
The undeserved man will bribe to get
What he only gets by chance
The deserved man will bribe to avoid
Being snatched the golden apportunity
The greedy man will bride to make sure
What he wants is attainable
The unconfident man will bride
To be selected, to be distinguished from others
Where there are strong competitions
There are briberies in various forms
A stupid man even bride God in his prayer
Does he
behind
the rope,
the magnet,
the tie,
the nexus of heart atom,
or
before
the fire,
the thorns layer,
the indivisible circle
oh; I'm snatched for the middle of oval gall!
yet, I have to walk
together with your love
for the next world of the Sun
-Sunday, July 7, 2019 Chattogram
Snatched away from my womb
Way too soon
Walking into the streets of doom
I never got to kiss and hug you
I never got to tell you
How much I love you
I see your tears mom
You're mourning for me
I'm free now from the wicked judgmental society
Your back is steel
Your heart is strong
I'm in a safe place now
Free from harm
I'll always be with you
I'm in your heart
I'll never leave you
We'll never be apart
No one can spiritually take you from me
It's just a physical body
I will forever live deep inside of you
Mommy, you love me
I love you too
Snatched pieces of thought
I mould, sculpt and chisel my life
A creative venture
We encircled her
That February day.
Amid sustaining whir
She lay.
Had I known
The hollow was to come
I’d be there still
Hearing the hum.
Her feet were cold
I tried to warm them
She lay so still
Mine own sweet gem.
Her brain they said
Beyond all function.
The friar led the
Extreme unction.
Oh damn that day
With its bright big sun
We loved the snow.
Look what it’s done.
Snatched and grabbed, reefed off me horse,
Just crossed over the watercourse,
Big white light it came and got,
Zapped me, jerked me up aloft,
A bloody flying saucer.
Saw the circle spinning disk,
With panels from one did whisk,
Beam of light had done the job,
In me pocket, thirty bob?
Darkness came within my head,
Aliens, bug eyed did me force,
Anger burned hot instead,
Tucker had, no bloody sauce?
New planet appeared with a jolt ,
Purple haze was a taking holdt
Pink of sky with glass buildings clear,
An orange sun was setting here,
Bugeye came and led me in,
To the glassy citadel,
Hover beds without support,
Lifted up no bed clothes sport,
A specimen in their jar,
Often watched and fed bizarre,
Jabbering bugs saw something rare,
Aussie drongo with whiskers there.
Not Just Any Sunset
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