The Heaven In My Dream Poem by Rahman Henry

Seven days and seven nights—
bare footed, I walked on sands and gravels
and reached the bank of the river;

I had to swim to cross it.
Security was flawless in the palace.
The guards said: this is that dwelling place
that was promised to you—this is called heaven.

But the place was packed;
It was dawn.The leader of the guards
looked into my wistful eyes and said-
wait for a few more days,
rest up a little somewhere else-
verification is going on.

I came back and lied down under a tree nearby
In disillusion, I found myself in bed;
as ordinary as it has been and I noticed
it was losing its warmth.




* Translated from original Bengali into English
by

Razia Sultana