Bellona Poem by abu tarek md tahsin

Half deserted streets
Awashed in sunshine
Blowing dust and dreams
Teens sharing
Cigarettes and cokes
And jokes and lives
While my eyes read
Between the sky and the street
Looking for Bellona

But Bellona
Is busy shuffling
Papers and pride

Bellona has
Places to go
She got people to meet
And make things happen

My Bellona
Has dreams to catch
While I share cigarettes and cokes
With teens wanting to grow old