A falling silent love

Ashraful Islam Shimul - Ichchekhushi
"It simply came to our notice then
Butterflies will fly back,
The black sheet will cover the base.
You may suddenly miss it
I will remember any twilight afternoon, any evening
No night, no soft morning -
All pride will be lost and the night will feel divided
Then maybe I will stand far away from you and question the mountain in a big way,
The mountains will answer my question, it's too late,
The past has gone far beyond the blue frontier into the deep restless unknown,
I will come back empty-handed, with emptiness.
The memories left behind will be eaten up
My existence
Faded dreams will make your sculpture in the nerves frozen in the brain,
The heart will vibrate at the wailing of the walls.
Poor sky all around, loneliness, stillness
The multicolored blue hemisphere strikes like an octopus,
Khubale khubale eats the horror of the night.
You shine like a dream in the distant sky
Ocular clouds surround the lost discoloration,
Separation, sorrow, pain, happiness in the heart of the whole world
Attacks the evolution of time,
I look forward to the aggression of Groghas in the dark.
The smell of death wafts through the dead navel
Blood clots on the chest of the algae,
Sleepless Aadhaar becomes a living corpse with joy in its eyes.
How many mornings float across the sea
How many days it takes to catch his charioteer
How close the evening is to the farewell of the birds
How many nights do you remember in a thousand sleepless nights, the whole body goes to sleep, the soul stays awake,
How many curses have been accumulated, sins have been built, mountains have been built
A contented night of remorse is only you in inferiority.
In this way, maybe one day we will see a busy city, a busy city, a busy street.
Your eyes will fall, your heart will suddenly stop
All memories will float,
Maybe we won't talk any more
Another sleepless night will pass in secret, in great solitude. "