Losing Grace by Palash Mahmud

Now I know-

it’s not a dream.

A new art of supremacy

breaking mutual ground.

Now I know-

what’s losing grace?

Dripping tears

on fallen crest.

Now I know-

what happens?

When we

let lies to pile up.

When we

deny differences to grow.

Calling cries to roll down

cutting compassions to show up.

Now I know-

what is human?

You are not you

without us.

We are not we

without you.

The meanness

of our spirit.

Plodding everything

down drain.                           

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Palash Mahmud is a bilingual writer, book critic based in Dhaka, Bangladesh. His poetry, literary reviews and criticisms appeared in Cordite Poetry Review, Active Muse,  League of Poets, Superstition Review, The Punch Magazine, Kitaab, Ephemeral Elegies, The Bosphorus Review of Books, Poetry Potion Trouvaille Review, Poet's Choice and forthcoming elsewhere.