English Poem

Those day's after the war

-Ariful Islam.

There are the blood spot on the varsity wall
Platoon of freedom fighter with there wordless look
On the floor of Iqbal hall, Single hand, pair less leg
The picture standing in the time of the past
Whose hand is that? Whose leg is?
Tamal was hearted to see the watch and shoe
The dogs are hunting meat smell on the wide roads
Bone full vultures are
Playing with the virginity of mother and sister
then playing till now.
Dear friend Moumita Sen
If I touch her body on jokes, she was ashamed on thing to do sins
But that day hyena's pulled over her all bodies
She is till crying loudly as covered with war girl
Freedom is crying, crying the war girl
Tomal's thousand of brothers are crying- they must cry.

(Translated by : M.S.I. Sagar.)