Poems by Masudul Hoq

Elegy: Cox’s Bazar

In the mirror, floating on the chest of the sea
sky built with marbled stone
Butterflies of the cloud and glass bottles
smell of salt rises in the goblet of people.

Shipra, Sifat and Major Sinha-
In search of black diamonds
lying on the beach, the perfume of the clouds
Scattering in the air
Mask of fatigue and safety
Inani road and distant sky
Becomes face to face

Silver color is in the dove’s feathers
Full of foam and
Salty Cox’s Bazar wakes up …

None of us think about the death of spiders

Shipra emerges from the river ‘Chambal’…
The spirit of the forest, touches Sifat …
Major Sinha wants to go to Munipur …

They cover their age with clothes
One by one they are exiled
meet at the beach

We have never heard their blood pronunciation,
Lover’s name
Which sleeps in their blood … sleeps …

However, we haven’t learn the name from the rain of the sea;
We know the taste of autumn and orange

Among those who entered from Burma
Some like our ancestors
brings the market of joy wrapped in paper

We also come to the beach on Sinha’s camera …
The safety mask is removed
The sound of bullets spread …
The smell of gunpowder makes us intoxicated
Yet our huts are being built on the shelf

The wind does not blow and neither do we
He nailed it to his chest
The wind digs our shelter
And we sleep like ants in the mountains of wind

We secretly sing:
Cox’s Bazar is our tent;
Cox’s Bazar is our wall and star.

Island

Each of us has an island in our chest

The sky floats on salt water
The seed of life awakens in the tide

An invisible pain
Getting wounded, sits in the dark
though being isolated light.

The evening, discovered in our chests
When gets drenched in rain
Memories commit suicide with the intercourse of separation.

Light and shadow

There is a shadow under each light
But next to every shadow
I don’t see any light

Every joy finds its face in the light;
I forget about the shadows

But in the light of the day of sorrow
Burning myself,
I hide my face in the darkness of the shadows!

II.
The shadow is a black insect
Stays next to me
As soon as the light approached, the shadow became confused
Hiding inside my body

The shadow then loves the light more than the insect;
The shadows inside me burn in the light!