Furrowed Checkmate - a Poem
Furrowed Checkmate
By Mahbubul Karim (Sohel)
March 4, 2009(Dedicated to the memories of victims from BDR mutiny in Bangladesh)
Into the wild
Where gilded leaves of grass
Fungi, moss and shredded wood
Trespass the land of blitz
Mushrooms, discoloured and defrosted
By beetle predators
Like deflowered umbrella
Open to shed rain and snow falling
Into the fold of disquiet
Have you seen the soaring eagle? Predator?
Pursuing a fleeing parakeet
Swishing by, gliding thru layer
Of deformed cloud and dead cool air
When corpses are buried
Emblazoned guilty and non-guilty are hanged
From ropes of stupor decor
Wild ushers in sweeping swap
Of clammy gambit
Knights, bishops and pawns
Sacrificed for furrowed checkmate
In middle game of force, time and structure
Don’t you mention the endgame!
That remains sanctified for the bamboozled sacred
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