Mohammed Shafiqul Islam's slim volume of poetry On the Other Side of Silence, tries to wade through the general environment of shock, betrayal, and overall moral degeneration to focus on the necessity of artistic endeavour, especially when silence is chosen or enforced.

Suryamukhi wasn’t listening either, her eyes gave it away—they reflected the sprightly fireworks of a wedding ceremony.

Your love is like a maze, Frayed, worn carpets everywhere, Libraries of dust gathering thoughts, Mulling like old, old wine.