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Probably Nothing

By Miraj Mollah


Probably not friends 

Probably we don't know each other 

But what let us 

to be feathers  of that same wing together

To be the pages of that same book 

but apart from each other 

To be the leftovers of that very table

even without being served together 


Probably not lovers 

Probably we have never meant to be 

But what let us

Always close and closer,


that she and i almost forgot our existence 


that she and I discovered very new ways to suppress our feelings without flooding our eyes


that she and I can't even look at each other


Probably not friends 

probably not lovers 

probably now we are nothing for each other


But those tuition places ,those pens and at those little corners facing eachother we lingered our little but lovely happy fragment of time..


By Miraj Mollah



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