Hapless Poem by Zillur Rahman Shuvro

I've born in the busiest time of God
No time of Him to look at me
I'm dying before to die
My tearful eyes are like salted sea.
The bird which sings the saddest song
Does it hear my cry?
The wind what laments in abandoned house
Does it hear my sigh?
When I walk like a White man
On the bridge of faith
The bridge collapses as if by magic
By the brash storm of lack of faith!
When I try to kiss my ugly fate
It snaps me like a venomous snake
No love, no hope and no solace
Everywhere is dark and fake.
I'm burning from my birth
Like flickering fire
My all desires are buried
Into the grave of unfulfilled desire!
I'm vagabond! And good for nothing!
And extremely alone!
I'm down-hearted! And laughing stock
Like a blatant clown.
I'm walking on the roads of this world
Like a homeless and touchy gypsy
One day my zonked body will fall down on dust
And nobody will touch my dead body!