[02] Old Night

When the old night sleeps and snores Riding on the desire like the neck of the giraffe Mind goes out in the tender moonbeam. Rose on the throne of destination Breaking the curtain of the forces long salute. Billion youngsters go to the rose on the highway This journey has illusion, has sex Mind touching word-necklace of song and poem. When the old night sleeps and snores Roses bloom into moonlight. Poem 12 Book 'Firefly Can't Make a Day' February 2008 Copyright Writer Rhythm Publishers, Dhaka, Bangladesh ISBN 984-8319-63-8