All Saints' Eve

Last night no pyre the land was; no tamarisk tree wood that’s No wooden forest there was where cold night was silky silent Inside of pumpkins there’re lightening the insightful candles Left souls there were waiting for welcome with praying hauls Souls they are now; forefathers’ souls now in holy existence All changes into saints souls as we believe in spiritual trance Let all saints come; let all come through our love as gratitude Without chain of good ancestry none can show noble attitude No need the dark night and drink wine on deceased souls to hail Day and night; sun and moon; nature is our peaceful existing bail No mask I need to wear before my hereditary prodigious souls Don’t think I to serve in greetings only vegetable for me and all So, eat, drink and be merry on wishing and praying day for saints Let’s celebrate the day with sacred solemnity to get saintly taints © Mahtab Bangalee Chattogram 01/11/2022