A Piece Word For You

Late hours of evening, back to home alone Lizards preying on insect, cockroach flying happily No old nets of derelict spiders in dark blue airs Archipelago scenery grinning on my coming back (Neon Tetra, Guppies, Oscar, Mollies, Zebra Danios…etc) Aquarium fishes configuring themselves as pike’s teeth Ideal lazy books on shelf peeping me all behind black regime door On the kingdom of plain dust your footprints calling me I'll find you before my ever sleeping on the blue valley of death As angelic child your sleeping enjoy the nimbus in overshadow nights All delightful rest will be with your tears on golden eyes of sun Tissue of heart will wipe your all pain by sparkling hand of moon Your stainless eyes will lay down with dream touching Piece of death history will not come to you as the festival cake Although Death enjoys pains and Night is it bosom collaborator in elegy Yet, my love roses are your undying friend from my endless walking path Late or soon I’m your boon Everywhere together, not alone Even if, bleached by the sun and scorched by the moon! -November 20, 2018 Chattogram