Maxim By Sajal Ahmed

Bukowski  - Sajal Ahmed Midnight. In a gambling table, With alcohol; The unnecessary effort of sitting poetry Alcoholic, addictive poet When the intoxication becomes blissful; Ha ha ha The prostitute was writing to the poet One big ass poem!

 Egoism  - Sajal Ahmed Want to know me? Look in the open sky .... To look at the sky, Earth will feel quite narrow! Look at that huge sky, That's me. "I know who is wind, Do not ask As for me, The world will explode! "Who knows me" the sun, Knows the sea I bow down to me, Inaccessible space, The crowded trees! Nirmal Hemanti Air "I bow down to prostrations All the rights now, Looking at the sky, The sky looks quite a bit!