An obsession with your image
Grips my soul when the night grows deep.
The graveyard close by shines with moonlight,
There you sleep in a serene atmosphere.
The pillow does not give me any comfort,
The first light of the day
Filters through the chinks in blue curtains,
Cries of crows are audible.
Another day is beginning
With the burning sensation of pain.
Ahaduzzaman Mohammad Ali is a former Professor of Mass Communication and Journalism,, University of Dhaka.
