A Copper Disc For The Night Poem by jewel mazhar

Copper falls from your outsize sun;
You are a mute robber;
One-eyed and born-blind.

Once in your slumber you came across
An uninhabited house on the slope of a hill.


Plenty of gold and platinum
In its abandoned garage you found
Where glitters of copper, cobalt and nickel dormant lie.

Last night clouds gathered fast on corrugated roofs.

You, the thief, stealthily bagged them all
And took a path that darkens in twilight.


For yourself you silently made a nickel bust
Then from sky's invisible hook you got it hanging
like a soundy nursery school-bell- - round and flat


Time and again you bent it like an arch
Time and again the drunken earth,
An easy prey, got impaled
On its spikes and arrows.


Then there was a day when on his pony
An anonymus general
From an unknown land came
Only to set free and float the disc on the milky way.


With its new-found freedom the disc
Wore a cloud's mask and took to wings
Like a cap that glides through the winds.

[December 19,2016, Khilgaon Taltola, Dhaka]