A Glass of Darkness at Hand
Sitting down with a glass of darkness at hand.
Eyes staring at emptiness
Emptiness inside the eyes too-
Sitting alone with a glass of darkness at hand.
The...
Two Poems by Rudra Mohammad Shahidullah
From the Scaffold
Our journey begins from a scaffold.
Each talented death equals to a birth
The ladder of each promising death
Keeps safe our dazzling hands
In the...











































