Those who do not write me for a long time
How are all of you?
Have you been angry with me?
Your letters in blue envelopes
Have loong since stopped coming.
Once
You sent coded messeges of pain
In my address.
And I could decode them, warm them,
And turn them into poetry.
Oh, my inseparable dear ones,
Why have you left me alone?
In case you have forgotten;
Listen, it is true that I didn’t write you.
May be you don;t receive my letters
But I keep writing everyday
And post them everydasy
In a colourless envelope
From a secret post office.
Translated by Siddidue Mahmudur Rahman