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Right in the Middle
Right in the Middle
Right in the Middle
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Right in the Middle

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Hi, this is Sadia Ahmed. I am from Dhaka, Bangladesh. I studied Microbiology at the University of Dhaka and later Biological Sciences at Virginia Tech, USA. Currently I live in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Same as many of you, I am trying to figure out the previous half of my life and have no clue what the other half holds, hence the name of the book, “Right in the middle”. I live in a land of science, where arts and poetry flow like rivers; they nourish me. My poems are influenced by family and friends, work, books, movies, places, people, nature… every little moment that I dream. I love expressing myself and listening to others. I hope you will enjoy my stories and tell me yours!
LanguageEnglish
PublisherXlibris US
Release dateApr 8, 2024
ISBN9798369419137
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    Right in the Middle - Sadia Ahmed

    Lost and Found

    When we lose love—

    Or love loses us—

    Tears our hearts as wastepaper

    And flies away afar

    We lose what we love, first thing.

    Who danced to every song lies down for days

    Who wrote countless words hates the shape of vowels

    Who photographed moments turns the eyes away, to void.

    Maybe, just maybe,

    What we love was the culprit, the antithesis of love.

    Maybe, just maybe,

    If we lose what we lovethe love will come back. To us?

    No. It doesn’t, never did.

    Inch by inch, nonchalant, we start feeling again

    A twitch, a tingle, a hymn.

    What we love runs in the veins

    What we love bridges the nerves

    What we love lights up the road and brings us home.

    Our hearts never heal, really, stay scarred

    Only what we love pumps little oxygen

    And keeps us alive.

    Aggie Ice Cream

    I’m trying to write something, almost a month

    A story, a poem, an

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