The Last Sensation Poem by Abu Shahed Chowdhury

May be I was better, or
May be it's for last time,
Once, and only for one last time
I wanna see you happy.

I was looking for you while Mesopotamia was built,
Or ever before than that,
Or at the time of Greeks,
But I surely knew I wouldn't have you by my side.
But still I didn't lose hope, and
Nowadays I am feeling and badly in need of your presence.

Remember, while we met,
On a rainy day, on the way to go Roktim Sir's Private,
You were standing by the road, in a shop, to keep safe from raindrops.
I was passing with an umbrella,
You wanted shelter, and then
Two souls were melted, two persons were walking on the road,
On a day of Srabon, in the foul weather.
That was the golden day of my life!

But many more days might come better than that one,
If you wanted, but you,
Didn't want, and
The diaries of my poetry became full with poems,
With love poems, only dedicated to you.
I might get into relationship, many offers had come, but
I didn't care.
I had loved girl, one definite girl, but she
Didn't become the lady of mine.

So I, am leaving this silly world,
A world without you, is hellfire to me.
None can resist me, without you.
So come, and give me one last chance,
Give me hope, and we will surely make this world a heaven,
Where we will become the last sensation!