Come Back At Battle Place Poem by Shahin Mallik

Just now come back from war,
Now also have some stain blood,
in my wounded body.
Yet also have in my injured body-
some live gunpowder scent.
Only some days latter-
Now also I can listen,
some children’s and woman’s,
sound of a loud scream.
even now I often see-
some luster of fire from a burning car.
Now yet people are begging on the street,
as like a vulture.
They are very hungry now.
Even now girls are losing their chastity,
for afraid to see gun.
A mother missing her son,
a wife missing her husband,
so-
The war not stopped yet?
so I was wrong from come back that war?
Now I want to go back again,
In that battle place.
Where, where are my Bengals freedom fighter?
Where are my Bengals strategic brother?
Come back,
come back our last war.