Lockdown- 20th Day Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE

Time is always virgin in its mother womb
Caravan of crossing never knows stoppage
On its attachment all come step by step
This morning came back everything like before

Old existence I wanna not to forget
But today everything is mixed up
I gave leave the old to greet new time
In my wine glass watermelon surfs

Came to me the colorful prosperous rally
Came to me the rapturous country lyrics
Came to me the summer sun with hotness
Came to me new year's beautiful dress
Came to me god, holy books, prayers
Came to me poems, last years scripts
Came to my window sill the sparrows to eat rice
Came to my coconut tree the crows to awake
Came the beautiful girls of boishabi festival
This morning came to me many known-unknowns

No; I did not want these; I did not invite
The god, the holy books, good advice;
I did not arrange the stage for poets,
for the hilly beauty to splash water gladly;
I no need anyone even the cloud shadow
This morning I gave leave you o my bed darling
I gave leave the old everything with you
In this sick world I gave leave the God
I gave leave every poets, king and queen
I gave leave all disqualified humans- beliefs

Today I wanna welcome to the ill earth
Happy Bangla New Year 1427;
Today I wanna welcome
The scientist and assistant of inventive knowledge,
The researcher physician and nurse
and today I wanna welcome those
who work for humanity and beautiful universe

14.04.2020 (Chattogram City)