[02] Firefly Can'T Make A Day

Cuckoo sings- a single leaf falls on the grass Sound wakes up without noise. Night passes very slowly Day breakfast with morning moon Young sparrow cries from the ventilator Poet counts the teeth of passionate moon Grief climbs up a newer gloomy hill. Rain falls on the grass, mini olive flowers Sound of water drops comes From the ancient well Rain on moss- duckweed blooms Tree-frog searches raincoat. Under different roof within bitter wind Sick butterflies' gossip With the skeleton of orchid-petals Clouds come and go, firefly can't make a day. Poem 05 Book 'Firefly Can't Make a Day' February 2008 Copyright Writer Rhythm Publishers, Dhaka, Bangladesh ISBN 984-8319-63-8