Have to go forever leaving this dark home
feeling sorrow that nobody will know my last
Silently risen meteor will go to dark gravity burst
Won't update last words of tears before love junction
From unspoken brine won't breathe the last sensation
Won't see nearest blood if this ominous mission keep going on
slowly green to ripe and towards withered
hungriness in the world of unstable motion
death in the chain of life prying recycling born
Birth fixes the death in commencing its journey on this earth
In time asking forgiveness feels regretful more than gratitude
through pure repentance everything under constructed redemption code
I'm here today not as the hunger striker
Feeling regret for full free natural future
19.04.2020 (Chattogram City)
Hey Bangalee Babu, I am also bangalee but what are you doing - writing indiscreet poems? Gives you happoness? It is boring us and you are busy praising any poet. like a chamcha. Have you no self-respect? why are you so hungry for fame? are you getting money by praising others or wrting pani-puri kind poetry. Go to Howrah and..........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A poignant write. 25 days of being lock down not enjoying life to its fullest is hard for everyone. However, everything shall come to pass. And so is this darkness. There will be light that will come at the very end of this darkness. Loneliness and sadness are vividly presented and well conveyed.