Mourning for K. Ashraf

Oh God! It can't be! It shouldn't be!  But it is. The river of his life trapped in eternal sand bank Dried and lost forever… Only the other day his genial smile Had lit the committee room Travelled across the window grills The green trees, the current of hot air, To a far horizon following his poetic haven The wings of his imagination lie clipped now On the pages of his ever throbbing verses Critical works and appreciations How unkind! Oh God!
An unfolding soul so cruelly throttled The possibilities of expansions Sky-touching flights of imagination curtailed Mournful smiles shattered the illusion of presence Time's the final arbiter But our love shields you from oblivion.
Ah Rose ! all petals and fragrance Transcending the thorns of life All fragrance enlivening drooping hearts Sending  tremors of breaths Coalescing resonance of sound and sense A generous hand inspiring cordiality You are forever in our heart and soul With the wind with the water and the stars.

PROFESSOR ABU TAHER MOJUMDER --- POET AND LITERARY CRITIC --- IS A RENOWNED ACADEMIC