She is still standing there for her son.
Fire in her eyes,
Burning the sun,
Clouds Running,
Rains fear to fall.
She is standing still,
Her last sight at the yard,
Her hopes still alive,
He may return,
He is her son,
Who promised to return,
After the war is over,
It has been a long time,
Seventy one has passed,
The land has got it's freedom,
But her son have not come back yet.
Her only son, the naughtiest one.
Her breaths cry,
Her blurred vision still looks for someone,
Who will run towards her,
Say her 'everything is over,
Mama, I am back to you,
I will tell you the tales of those days,
I will never leave you again, mama.
Look here I am'.
May be her waiting will never end up,
May be death will take her to her son,
May be they will meet in another world.
She is still standing there for her son.
Still fire in her eyes,
Cursing her fate,
Burning the history...
poem by Kafil Uddin Raihan.
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