I Do Not Know What Love Is
O dear
"I fall in your love" they say
But I do not know what love is!
I am walking lonely but it seems-
I am breaking down; rust touches my bone,
thirst touches my throat; my speech is not broad,
gaudy frolic touches my eye-hole with water-less pool,
my smoking spreads smoke as hurt stoic!
Really I do not know what love is !
Please dear tell me-what is love?
Here; look-
rain is flooding the street of my walking,
birds are singing and flying hither to thither,
flowers are blooming with exquisite colors and fragrances,
bees are hoarding honey and ants are busy for future,
cattle are grazing; plaguing field and coming back at dawn,
peasants are happy with their new crops,
Temple, Church, Pagoda and Mosque are lighting with evening praying,
sun is rising and setting down, Moon is spreading light,
day has come and it let the night come,
summer has come and it let the rainy come,
rainy has come and it let the winter come,
winter has come and it let the autumn come,
autumn has come and it let the spring come,
natures are rejuvenating in every spring.
But look O' dear - in these I do not find any pleasures!
They say – “I fall in your love!”
It seems impossible to live without any pleasure!
O' dear-
please tell me- what is love?
I do not know the love!
-July 23, 2018 Chattogram
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