A New Sunrise Poem by shakil ahmed

A New Sunrise

I am walking in the lonely road
Alone like a wet bird
Swept by terrible storm
I don’t know where to go
After days toil and slow steps.
I have buried my agonized past
In a deep delved earth.
I have wiped off my memory
With a piece of blue cotton
A scar that doesn’t fade
After frequent cautious rub
It haunts me like a terrible ghost
In dark and chilling nights.
I am walking without companion
Stamping the green grass.
But that terrible ghost appears
Before my stony eyes
And pinches like sharp thorns.
I walk with melancholic eyes,
Waiting endlessly
For a new sunrise.

Shakil Ahmed.