Ekusher Kabita
At the noon
Of 21st February
It wasn't raining, was it?
No, it was the blood of Barkat.
The scorching heat of the sun
Through thousands of years
Caused the red
Of the twigs of krishnachura!
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Flood the road with flowers
Titumir's daughter is singing a dirge
Standing on the street.
Did you know the golden boy
Khudiram? Heard of him ever?
Who breathlessly laid down his life
To buy a breath of freedom?
On the death peak of Paharpur
Jumped a spark of fire,
In February, it's his sister
That wears white sari.
O morning procession,
Will you take me with you?
Bangla is my language, I
Was born here in Bengal.
Md Mehedi Hasan's writings have been published in The Daily Star, The Daily Observer, The Independent, The Wagon Magazine (Chennai, India), Arts & Letters- Dhaka Tribune.
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