A Journey -Profound Depth Of Solitude Poem by Md Fazlul karim

I will go far away,
Far beyond—
What shall I call this futile journey?
There will be no trees of my childhood, no friends, no Clamor, no tender tune of plunging into rivers.

Calmly, secretly, I will journey afar.

No music, no echo of sounds, no pain of resonance.
Life will appear as pale as a half-hearted smile.
Yet the weight of relevant or irrelevant sorrows—
Like an orphaned ship sinking into oblivion—will vanish!

None of you can come along on this journey,
Even if sorrow spills endlessly into boundless love.
I know it—oh, I know it very well;
Yet that too is a radical mask.

The companion of this endless journey
Will be
Some fog-drenched, bare touchiness,
Flowing quietly in the heart—like early monsoon.