Ode On A Mejban Poem by Fahim Arshad

The dejection of the valediction is yet to pass, someone knocked the door when is the feast they asked,
the calm old heads held a meeting, the son of the buried asked about this eating, a feast for the soul to rest in peace someone said, will giving food return him back? Ignorant was what he was called, please invite Mr Chowdhury someone remind, young boy's eyes seemed full of Questions, why give salt to someone
who possesses oceans.

On deathbed remembers he the past, Sons are splitting the bank account, The sorrow shall not last, they will have the Feast after I'm gone, let's celebrate it
Now while it is still dawn