New Morning, New Light

Oh! Abstract creativity! All praise and dignity! I'm merely a dress, With strain and stress, Wear me, wear me, Why don't you see? I am in darkness, I need your brightness. I want to be brightened, Please make me enlightened With a silky pious light, In this moonless night. So short is the life! And age is the knife! I had always been waiting! In your book my rating! The new sun so bright, Making myself a light, Making me enlightened, More shining more brightened, New morning of creation, With a new generation, Decorating, the souls in painful distresses, With colorful dresses, Shall awake in descendants, confident and sure, Like a rainbow after rains. Having remedy and cure, No pains, no strains. (Being inspired by Ruma Chaudhry's Bengali poem 'Alor Prokashay')