Some Death
No rain cries today on the field of Bengali
literature
Cloudy nymphs have gone too far away from
nCoV-19 weather
The hottest sun makes my body cry by sweating
Weeping drops full in my cotton handkerchief
No more he is
No more in our Bengali literary kingdom
No more the National Professor
No more Bangladeshi academic of Bengali literature
So easily I've written the above words
Like the ungrateful follower
But sorry to say
I'm saddened by his eternal farewell
Some death makes me very angry at this
worldly rules
Yet, no hand there is in the realm of death to stop its goal
Maybe
Tonight's decaying half moon will greet the darkness
Where unsatisfied souls for corona couldn't touch
the bier of this greatest
14.05.2020 Chattogram
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I pay respect to the memory of National Professor Anisuzzaman (18 February 1937 - 14 May 2020)
Copyright © Mahtab Bangalee | Year Posted 2020
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