Great Lady Poem by M Mostaqul Haque

[A]
I'm to her – yes, to her
Can't you remember?
Why do you allure me with youth smooth
Flirt in sensual robe and voice sooth
To speak the truth
I'm promised to her.
[B]
Here the colourful hustle and bustle
Cajoles me muzzling puzzle
Covers the hectic haul to a unique shape
Assures me and ensures me a step
To enjoy mundane taste and flavour
Urges to go down deeper and deeper
Always playing with smalls
To count meager installs.
Often such beauty brag
At the pinnacle of creamy crag
To the greed - to the human hope
With top secret scope
Beside the dreamy lawn calls me alone
Everywhere - Dhaka Singapore New York London
Mixed with thwarted expectation.
[C]
With the spell of silky touch
I'm surrounded as such
Has become essential part of the game
I feel in mind stigma of infamy and shame
As if a slave, an instrument to your hand
Circle is vicious that I understand
But no way, exemption or remedy can’t peep
So tightly you catch me in your grip
I think escape is impossible then
Nevertheless I don’t surrender even.
[D]
Discarding all these enamoring bait -
Romantic fret
I seek straight
To own a sustainable shelter
To become a confirm lover
A permanent structure for the generation
Combining reality and emotion
Oh! The bubbling present - leave
Oh! Sweet eternity make a Steve
Take me and help me
Grand me and catch me
Oh! The ecstatic joy, embrace me.
[E]
The mortal has got an immortal bliss
With a great lady’s profound kiss.
10 4th April 1982