The Lifespan of a Relationship
I wish, from age to age, you would need me,
that for centuries your expectations would rest upon me.
Because I know,
the lifespan of a relationship is proportional to the lifespan of necessity.
Shroud
A person spends an entire life longing for others’ attention,
yet never manages to win their hearts.
How is it then that the same person,
once wrapped in a shroud, receives so much attention?
Tell me, does a shroud make a human more attractive?
First Behavior
A person’s behavior at the very first meeting is decisive.
Right there, it is proven,
what the rest of the relationship will be like.
The Life of the Middle Class
I was born middle class.
I shattered my dreams for my family,
sold away my school roll number.
Then I stepped into a war,
a war where money could be earned.
When the war ended and I returned home,
I saw my family was no longer there.
Unburdened
If you wish to leave, then go.
I will place no claim upon you.
I will bid you farewell completely unburdened,
just as an elderly mother bears no responsibility
for a son born dead from her womb.
Trapped in the Sea of Love
You are a long-desired being of love from my many lives,
one who carries within their chest a dormant sea of love.
And I am an unskilled sailor,
without understanding the depth,
with a broken compass, I descended into it.
Now I can no longer find any direction.
Which shore should I approach
to find even a little relief?
I am terribly trapped in the sea of your love.
The Destination Is Earth
Step by step you walked the entire road, Khubayb.
Fearing dust, you wore so many shoes,
donned so many colorful clothes.
How many rebellions once burned in you
under the intoxication of self-interest!
Standing now before the destination, what do you think, traveler?
All this arrangement was only,
to sleep in a house of earth,
wrapped in three pieces of white cloth.
You Remain in Feeling
Today there is no light left in life,
your reflection no longer floats in my eyes.
Tell me, if you were mine,
then even in dense darkness,
would I not feel you beside me without seeing you?
You remain that way still, only in feeling.
We Will Meet
O woman, filling fullness while confined within the wall of emptiness!
I who once was mad in your love,
am the same one who married emptiness without you.
Yet you think that freeing yourself from me means you have won.
Do you not know?
With whom one loves,
with them alone will be their reckoning.
The Walletless Lover
Because he had no wallet,
the young man kept two five-taka coins in his breast pocket,
and just two inches deeper, there you lived.
When you walked, placing your fingers between his,
how many love poems were composed just by walking those roads.
How many emotions unfolded that way.
Your lover did not lack the capacity to love!
But tell me,
in your husband’s wallet,
is there more weight of money than there is of you?