POESY : TO A BANGLADESHI BHĀI WHO GAVE MY COMMENT A LAUGH-EMOJI HIGH

TO A BANGLADESHI 

MOMIN BHĀI 

WHO GAVE MY COMMENT 

A LAUGH-SIGN HI

Hasmukh,

Though you are 

In the deep, deep dark

And out of light,

You delight!

Your humour fair,

Now these days rare,

Has in the dark

Caught my sight.

I see your nature 

In dead wrong path 

In a sorry plight.

Hasmukh,

Return to roots,

Where aren't any brutes

And all is fair,

And blossoming love

Will take thy care.

Where the sun shines bright

And the paths, though, many

Are true and sound

And safe and right.

There dwell once more

Where your forefathers bore

Gods and goddesses 

And Rishis galore.

There return 

From the rough sea wild

To the gentle shore.

Follow me, Hasmukh?

I invite you true

To cast off this dark,

This dark, dark night,

And as prodigal son

In one sharp flight,

Or battling through

For your ancient right

To put up fight,

And end this misery,

This pathetic plight.

Hasmukh, 

You must, you must

Cast off fright

And in lofty flight

To roots return.

Am I right?

Composed by Sugata Bose