I do music, poetry, writing, and public university teaching in Bangladesh. In pain and passion for life, love and liberty.
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But I see myself
Only in darkness deep—
In some awaken sleep.
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That's me. It's my birthday. The portrait is a watercolour on paper by the artist Tutul Ahsan.
I also provide the original photograph of the portrait.
Searching for the morning’s breath, I call to my being, and ask— what voice is this, and whence the call does arise?
সকাল হয়েছে কিনা সেই খোঁজে
নিজেকেই ডাকি। আর খুঁজি,
কোথা থেকে আসে কোন ডাক।
(ChatGPT did this artwork as per my word prompt.)