All Saints' Eve Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE

Last night no pyre the land was; no tamarisk tree wood that's
No wooden forest there was where cold night was silky silent
Inside of pumpkins there're lightening the insightful candles
Left souls there were waiting for welcome with praying hauls

Souls they are now; forefathers' souls now in holy existence
All changes into saints souls as we believe in spiritual trance
Let all saints come; let all come through our love as gratitude
Without chain of good ancestry none can show noble attitude

No need the dark night and drink wine on deceased souls to hail
Day and night; sun and moon; nature is our peaceful existing bail
No mask I need to wear before my hereditary prodigious souls
Don't think I to serve in greetings only vegetable for me and all

So, eat, drink and be merry on wishing and praying day for saints
Let's celebrate the day with sacred solemnity to get saintly taints


© Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
01/11/2022