Last Night I Was In Sleepy-Dreamy Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE

last night
I went to the silent alone home
of my master
 
calm as if serenade darkness
alive there was,
tranquil breeze
coming and going
with faint moonlit much
 
the white wandering cloud
sucked the breast of the naked sky at night
unvoiced the vista
guided me to the lightless light
 
no door there was
no window, no roof
voiceless voice marched
on the ground
my master was in contemplation
but of what I don't know
maybe master searched
the self-heart-soul action!
but I just acted for a while
no patience I had for re-action
 
edgily I roamed my mental field
O there I found you in mirror chill
my maiden, my celibate beauty
my youthful fresh-blown lily
o there I found your lotus-petaled eyes
penciled eyebrows highs
chiseled nose, swan-like neck, clammy lips passion
majesty figure illumined by marigold complexion
would make a subject worthy
of the canvas of Leonardo da Vinci
I was in me and completed the night sleepy-dreamy
 
this morning's sunlight
touches my eyes,
offensively I get up and find
the light kisses masters feet
my master smiles on my need
quietly I sit
the around seemingly clean and neat
my master asks me, "why did you come? "
no reply from me pays
again he smiles and says-
"now go back and find your hormonal chum! "





-August 27,2019 Chattogram