Your Corner At Home

There is a secluded corner at our home, At which I often look and quietly watch How deftly you have built a world of your own. With your neat hands you have stacked there All your 'own' commodities in perfect order. Sometimes I'm curious to know what all You've kept there, the personal'possessions' That you fancied to possess and preserve. When you are home alone, at times you open This world to yourself and tidily rearrange things. Your slender fingers search through the nooks And the corners, to reassure things are alright. Between the layers you grope and look for Not some currency notes nor some jewellery, But my thirty some years old scribed letters! You have a chest for money and valuables, some Secret chambers for jewellery and other things too. More than the valuables you love to touch and read My old letters and some of yours as well, kept edited, But never posted, just seen and folded back in place. Dhaka 15 April 2014 Copyright Reserved.