Your Ektara Is Moaning Still

Your last footsteps stay back with us Your soul has gone to ever walking way Your ungovernable body is now with shroud Here untouched hearing follows me A dire state of mind composes night with dazed dark I am in damp with thunder block burst Around of me jaunty bark of hound Lonely all here and your *Ektara of love- Call in me with doleful compliant I'm the salient mute of moaning The undertaker comes to break all motion Knocking your loving abode's door The boatman beseeches your corpse You are now the native of that shore Your departure through law of nature with tears of the moon Because your Ektara is dumb and sightless; lives in all alone -SEPTEMBER 16,2009 Chattogram *Ektara - One Stringed Musical Instrument