Mapping the inner world | Ibrar Sami
POETRY
10/16/20261 min read
A strange sadness lingers,
wrapped in canvas silence
of an unmoving space.
No one knows
how, within a skeleton-body,
old pain keeps accumulating.
Through the veins flows
a restless river,
its ache dissolving into unseen tides.
Suddenly the river stops—
the inner world of old wounds collapses.
No map is ever drawn of this river;
each breath becomes its boundary.
The city changes every night—
roads come to a halt,
yet the traveller does not.
Only the sound of broken banks remains in the distance.
Ibrar Sami is an internationally published poet based in Dhaka, Bangladesh. His work has appeared in various platforms, and he continues to write with a focus on contemporary human experience.