When She Came rahman Mazid Poem by RAHMAN MAZID

When She Came

It was the mid-Khartik.
I don't know if it is an incorporeal soul
Her whole body was covered with palm thorns
It could be a hedgehog,
At the side of the alley, at the corner of the road or in the desert
The sting is blowing me, you and you
This is the day, in the early morning
Snatch the buds of dreams from the stems of thoughts
Cut into piece and piece in the saw mill
Keep in the sun shines for dry which face is pale in fear
The night covered with a curtain of darkness
Or the snow-covered morning
The cover door was broken and attacked in Bangladesh
The seasonal field was ravaged by the insanity of drunken elephants
Worn body, and old age
It looked like an Israeli loaded with gunpowder
Destruction has entered the vineyard in a frenzy
I was an orphan in Palestine trying to resist him by throwing stones.