Autumn Poem by Waliur Rahman

Autumn breeze makes everything pale
The ship is drowned which once had set sail
Alone I wait for my day deed and sin

I see the mist touching the cold water
Hereafter everything will change
She shall live her youth and I the grey matter
Must see helplessly those that come within her range

Obese, ugly, tartered skin cover me like a shroud
My undying pain shall give me a heart of steel
But will her love carefree to all shall make me proud
That I have the robust heart which can't beat nor feel