BUTTERFLY

১১ ই মার্চ, ২০১৬ রাত ১১:৪২

The butterfly was in my room whole night
Like a dot on a nook of the wall silently.
In this room I shelter it unknowingly.
By reading book, writing something and sleeping whole night
Has passed, I did not observed it at all.
Being unconscious about existence of each other
Whole night we were in the same room. At dawn abruptly
Butterfly was in nigh of father’s old photograph
And I glanced at it fluttering; now it is my own
And in my feelings comprises spontaneously.
Does he like me with corporal entity too
Think? Butterfly moves as heartbeat.
N.B: Translated from Shamsur Rahman’s poetry

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