Kamal Chowdhury

Look! Look outside Behold the state of the world

The wind sighs as if upset; the snow’s anxiety is audible, A capricious sky causes a few docile stars to descend, Horse-driven sledges home amidst the din of strewn snow— Portrait of a deserted highway at the edge of a horizon!

Sitting beside the secluded sepulcher Praying for the salvation of your soul,

I shall be waiting for you

In the coming spring I will love you