Perplexity

I'm simply perplexed; why You began to blow after a serpent? Only to find out her breasts You followed her alone Such a long distance frequented with beasts! May be, you don't know___ Serpents unfasten and hide their breasts Near those curve-lines of a river Where some cavities are sleeping silent. O.K! What's then? Disclose the truth___ Did you see something? Colors of radiation, As its a glittering Prism! Returned back in fear? Seeing that solidity of darkness As if, it has shaped like a twin palm-fruit? Were you alone? Or It's that serpent who saw you off All the way through that deep-dark forest? And then There spreading a down-pouring Heavenly light from her breasts Cutting all those condensed darkness In a lonely Jungle; Opening all the waves of the hints of a rope Let's go once again to look up those bright breasts Of the serpent, Of the jungle; Inside the virgin treasure of cavities Lying and sleeping by the river banks... (The Stream of Bleeding (2005), Balaka, Chittagong)