A Valentine’s Affection
It was Valentine’s afternoon
Just before the Arts Faculty Gate of Dhaka University
While walking towards the Dhaka Book Fair
The couple standing face to face
And thousands were running and walking around them
The eyes of the girl wet in eye drops
No sooner had my eyes blinked on the second time
The girl in the flower round her head
Slapped him on two times
And again repeatedly
Then her boyfriend getting nothing to say or doing
In his bewilderment he stopped for a while
And blew a big slap on her face
From beside their another friend came in
Turned them away and walked to the other
The two young boys passing me
Went away saying and laughing
“O Ma, What I looked!”
“O Ma, What I heard!”
NAEM Hostel, Dhaka,
14/02/2020
How to Write
It stops my breath standing on the long line to pass the gate
In such a jam-packed condition
I turn back myself whether I am Ok or not
In this huge gathering my body sometimes gets twitched and switched off
It is as if the whole people of the world were joining one by one
In this Dhaka Book Fair the young and the old,
The boys and the girls like the flock of birds flying from here to there
Again like the swarm of bees
Getting together they like to meet each other in the Book Stalls
Not a single face I can recognize here
But the faces and the eyes glitter before me
I see the stars in the sky
I see the stars before me
Walking alone all the way
To save the moment in ray
I bought a book about ‘How to Write.’
NAEM Hostel, Dhaka,
14/02/2020
Interaction
What is the interaction between plants and animals?
We, the teachers and the students
Interact in the classroom
Outside the classroom
Engaged in same as the ecological balance
With the attentive mind following the eye contact
The learning outcome compared to the transpiration process
A touching relationship throughout the whole life
Sharing ideas and thoughts like oxygen and carbon dioxide
One leaves and the other receives
What a wonderful physiological growth!
Exchanging life to each other
Throughout a magnifying glass
Spreads its range of love and respect as the day advances more.
Chapainawabganj,Bangladesh
10/03/2020
Covid 19
I think of what I write
No subject or field I find that I cultivate
So many subjects to work with
But no more speed my hands over
Stand still face to face we realize
What it actually happens in Wuhan City of China?
And gradually the whole earth mesmerized
By inhaling – exhaling breath
By sneezing and loving hands spread death
I am now confined to bed or home, walk round the walls
Try to be safe from this virus
O life – dark and death
Beauty goes so far tight in the abyss of thought and anxiety
Body shakes, heart gets barred suffocating breath
Eyes burns to the long line deaths in the world’s hospitals.
Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh
27/03/2020
The Corona Island
The world has turned into a single Island
Or a no man’s land
A swarm of bee
People would run through too much busy
How does it look now?
You can say a ghostly one
Miles after miles the roads are like —-
T. S. Eliot’s “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”
The smoggy, lurid streets of the modern city
Thwarts at him “Overwhelming questions”
Losing in thought to express the nature of his crisis
All offices, schools, colleges or universities go off
Only a few while necessary out
People are like the birds shot
Try to fly out but scared
Ever and anon
We like to obey the rules of isolation.
Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh
30/03/2020