Your memories breathe with the breath of mine <br />It will breathe until the rays of sunshine… <br />In your absence nature has become my lover <br />Birds become the singer <br />The drops of the rain have become the drummer… <br />And I am the only listener… <br />The army ants bite me instead of biting the earth <br />They are enjoying my flesh but I don't sense the pain <br />Your memories are killing me harder than those army ants….<br /><br />Najmul Huda<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/army-ants-my-flesh-eaters/
