Through Impossibilities Poem by Rahman Henry

I shall go to see you at St. Joseph's convention
In 1981 which was turned into a real festival.

Then my sorrow is of secondary, and yours lower secondary...
Once again this festival is possible in memory. I shall go to
See you at a repented convention of memory. As I went to
That house of Bishy's at Joari at the age of my primary maths,
There was none in that house, also the house was absent,
Yet, why I was visiting the house all the noon long?

Nowhere you are, never existed at all, this truth
Is not acceptable to me; when I determine
It's a promise. So I shall go to see you at Sthapandighi;

As I met you all the night long at Rani Bhabani's rooftop...
All the night long there was blood-raining through fog
From deadly stars there was fire-raining, my body burnt
But I've not escaped. With courage and boldness
I was standing there on the ashes and watched your dance
In a fire-pond of dreadful death..

I shall go to see you at 'Chandrabati Poetry Shelter'...

If the lyric-festival failed... If it be an impossibility of dreams...
Yet, I shall go: Breaking sunlight, pasting fogs, by bus, by train,
On walk, in sleeping... with no alternative, must I go!

Once, I will go to see you through impossibilities