Musfiq us Shaleheen (31st, December,1970 / Khulna, Bangladesh)

He could not cover his body within a small blanket,
at a whopping winter night
It covered his head but too short to cover his leg
As like as a fence of third world middle class economy-

A candle light beamed in the hut,
moving with hope and hopeless,
as swing as a pendulum-
A tranquil mind didn't arise any pique

Stretched to whirl and craft unlike grievous dream
He rose early at dense foggy dawn
Someone departed toward horizon,
as a shadow fog within the fog!

He understood the same song again and again
It was another morning to start towards his way,
Still insufficient money in his pocket,
as the small blanket that pinched-hit at night

- Shaleheen,8th February,2013