Ma'hulika-15 Poem by dipak adhya

Today in the twilight
I was speaking with the silence.
I was sitting at the roof
Where there was no one
Except a brook.
Yea, often brook comes to my eye side
Often the B.garden,
It seems to me,
They feel my silence.

I was on the roof,
Yet my legs were dangling into the knee dip water
And there the green grass
Was like a carpet to favour.

I was along with the flying birds
Above our head,
I was looking the surrounding over there
And just then
She came.

I told Ma'hulika,
Why did you come now?
She whispered something
And I saw myself sitting alone
On the roof
Amidst the darkness...