Lockdown- 20th Day

Time is always virgin in its mother womb Caravan of crossing never knows stoppage On its attachment all come step by step This morning came back everything like before Old existence I wanna not to forget But today everything is mixed up I gave leave the old to greet new time In my wine glass watermelon surfs Came to me the colorful prosperous rally Came to me the rapturous country lyrics Came to me the summer sun with hotness Came to me new year's beautiful dress Came to me god, holy books, prayers Came to me poems, last years scripts Came to my window sill the sparrows to eat rice Came to my coconut tree the crows to awake Came the beautiful girls of boishabi festival This morning came to me many knowns-unknowns No; I did not want these; I did not invite The god, the holy books, good advice; I did not arrange the stage for poets, for the hilly beauty to splash water gladly; I no need anyone even the cloud shadow This morning I gave leave you o my bed darling I gave leave the old everything with you In this sick world I gave leave the God I gave leave every poets, king and queen I gave leave all disqualified humans- beliefs Today I wanna welcome to the ill earth Happy Bangla New Year 1427; Today I wanna welcome The scientist and assistant of inventive knowledge, The researcher physician and nurse and today I wanna welcome those who work for humanity and beautiful universe 14.04.2020 (Chattogram City)