Poet: Shakil Kalam
Country : Bangladesh
Poem-1.The Beach of Sorrows
In the port of my suffering
You don’t anchor the ship of your happiness
I used to sit upto midnight let to illuminate me
With the light of your heavenly love
Because you would come to my aesthetic yard.
The salty taste of blue pain in my dreamy land
Because you are missing in my canvas
The chewing of memory goes on endlessly
As clotted like a dark cloud.
I live on the shore of the ocean of sorrows
Melted moonlight touches me.
You will come very soon.
Before the golden glow spread around me,
Shadowy light in darkness.
You and I will be lost
Holding hands far and far away,
In my dreamy amaranth,
And in the transparent waterbody’s lake.
Poem-2 Hoping for a Fruitful Tree
What a long delay!
Polaris are sparkling, and
Charles’s Wain is shining
In the corners of the sky for billions of years.
Across the longest way of the waiting,
Now she is very tired.
The planets are moving in its orbit with diurnal and annual speed cycle.
The foliage is only growing and growing —
Still now the flower is awaiting with It’s expectation;
For sepals, allium, pistils, stamens, pistal and so on.
Recently, another tree has been growing amazingly
The tree will be yield something
Though nothing is fructifying.
Yet man waits for a fruitful tree.
