Algae is youth.
_____By Aranna Hasan Delwar.
You sit on the veranda adorned with white plaster of the old house,
In a banana leaf green saree, on your face,
Black curls fall carelessly,
Two eyes towards the ground,
In those deep-sea eyes of abyss,
A sudden expression of despair and pain is revealed.
The afternoon sun sets, evening arrives,
Stars return to the bird's nest,
With the chirping sound, the leaves of the trees rustle,
Everyone is busy lighting lamps,
Yet you still sit on the veranda adorned with white plaster.
You crave the end of this life,
The great curiosity to see death has awakened within you.
The color of henna is still vivid in your hands,
Clearly reflecting your future,
The saree of banana leaf green will change to white,
No flower will adorn the hair knot,
No color will touch the nails,
The black hair won't be soaked in fragrant oil anymore.
Like the veranda adorned with white plaster,
Even in your youth, white plaster will settle....!
©Aranna Hasan Delwar.
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