GMB Akash

How does it feel to be loved?

Poetry

That adoring gaze,
Kisses on the forehead,
To be asked if ate,
And cared for when I’m sick,
I wonder…
How does it feel
To be loved?

To be called dad’s princess,
Or mom’s little angel,
To find a soulmate,
To truly belong,
I wonder…
How does it feel
To be loved?

To have parents that care,
About my life too,
Just as much as they care,
About the money I earn,
I wonder…
How does it feel
To be loved?

To have a marriage built on trust,
Not a husband who lusts,
After every single woman,
He lays his eyes on,
I wonder…
How does it feel
To be loved?

To have someone who stays,
Through the good and the bad times,
And stands by my side,
As a strong pillar of hope,
I wonder…
How does it feel
To be loved?

Drained to an extent, I can’t explain;
Amidst poverty and abandonment,
I hang on to a train,
As I hang on to my life,
I wonder…
How does it feel
To be loved?

But no train can take me,
To a place, I’m loved,
‘Cause there’s nobody in the world,
To ever love me,
I wonder…
How does it feel
To be loved?

A Tiny Request:
Bangladeshi Photojournalist, GMB Akash has been taking an initiative to help people around by providing them with education, helping them set up a small business, and more. I’m sure there are more amazing people like him trying to make a difference, promote them, donate if you can. 

Most of my poetry this month will revolve around his photostories. 

Checkout his blog: https://gmbakash.wordpress.com/
To donate: https://www.patreon.com/gmbakash
For his books, biographies and more: https://www.gmb-akash.com/home

A Tribute To The COVID Heroes

Poetry

Work from home has become the new normal,
Many businesses have started to open up.
A lot of us are going to offices,
Pandemic doesn’t seem like a big deal.

We’ve food on our tables, rooves over our heads,
With masks and sanitizers, we’re moving ahead.
But that’s us, we the fortunate ones,
For many around us, the terror dwells.

Small businesses can’t cope with the change,
Their economy has been deranged.
Food on the table isn’t a surety,
Many are dying, many are hungry.

The situation was already horrid,
Even before the COVID.
But things have gone even worse,
Circumstances turning more adverse.

They lay hapless against this trauma,
But there’re people trying to help a little.
So, let’s applaud all those heroes,
Making a difference, driving a change.

A Tiny Request:
Bangladeshi Photojournalist, GMB Akash has been taking an initiative to help people around by providing them with education, helping them set up a small business, and more. I’m sure there are more amazing people like him trying to make a difference, promote them, donate if you can. 

Most of my poetry this month will revolve around his photostories. 

Checkout his blog: https://gmbakash.wordpress.com/
To donate: https://www.patreon.com/gmbakash
For his books, biographies and more: https://www.gmb-akash.com/home