Distance

Yes, I didn’t come here; I didn’t touch this soft body I didn’t consume the wine where you were sleepy It’s a long grassy lawn; splendid roof of the violet sky Where the bed of roses kissed the bared lusty eyes Long; for long time of my absence made all over void Before the presence of me heard scattered annoyed No chariot of knowledge crossed your scandalous lips Dripping of bloody ink watered your roots of the nibs I was not dead but lost everything on the planet of youth As delirious now the footsteps find out the vagrant booth Burned stars slough off on the door-sill of derelict poet No classical singer comes to celebrate the letter of duet Where you are living there I’m living also as the voice of song The slippy tongue kills our harmony living without sturdy bone © Mahtab Bangalee 27 January, 2022 Chattogram