Last Night Poem by dipak adhya

Last night she came to me
Last night a fairy came to me.

With all good wishes
She stretched her hands
And took me to the joy of heaven,

But from there I could see
The hollow rice-pot of the shanty
The naked babies on the dust beside rail-lines
Gasping desperately to breathe
But no one took him to hospital for treatment
A pregnant mother is carrying heavy load on her head,
And surprisingly I looked myself too,
Trying to paint a picture of yours
And at last I finished it.

I noticed my fairy looked at my eyes
And I asked with my eyes,
How it was,
She replied,
Why is there no lust in her eyes?
Why is there no love in her heart?
Why is it dull and passionless?

I remained silent,
But saw,
Two hearts are weeping at the same time
And a deep compassionate wave
Is surging all around.