You Love To Get Wet Poem by Mr.R. Amin

Not seen for a long time,
Age of vacuum also may be
Increased with time,
Certainly meet you
On the way or forgetting the way.
Past pain with love
Falls into a suppressed anger daily,
Do you suffer too?
At midnight with crickets call
Does your mind tremble like mine,
Do you also stay awake
Towards the silent life.
Not talking for a long time
What a strange avoidance of our lives,
Not so!
Suddenly in a public place,
Afternoon played in the
Golden sun of noon,
Then you peek into the
Folds of sari's hem have a
Color blue bank.
It felt like the way you tied it
That is how it is built
In the memory of many nights.
You see the rain
I get the sound of crying!
You love to get wet
I pull the veil and hide!

Sabila Rawshan, Bangladesh
Translated by R.Amin