Her Soul Meets Her Mother

Alone and shivering,
in a numbing dead night

Deep silence, scaring 

like a monster. 

Her face looking flushed 

with fever.

Like a tree, 

facing the blazing fire

of cruel Sun.

Bursting head, 

with severe pain.

Like a balloon 

overfilled with 

distress and misery.

Rain of tears 

damping the cheeks, constantly 

wrapped her head, 

in a scarf.

Crossing arms, 

holding both shoulders, 

sitting in a still corner, 

uttering a few 

quivering words. 

O MOTHER!

Where are you? 

I feel deserted 

since you left.

You used to call me 

your delightful flower. 

Breeze in and catch a glimpse 

of your withered flower!

Come and water it vigorously 

with your love and affection!

O MOTHER!

Take me in your shelter. 

Save me from world's bitterness.

Your child is being trampled!

O MOTHER!

For the moment, 

Drowsiness overcame her.

She propped herself 

against a wall.

Dreaming, the procession,

the funeral of a corpse,

laying in the casket. 

Later, being propelled 

towards the cemetery!

All at once, 

a frightful jerk 

arouses her. 

Surprised and horrified 

trying to know 

the place it is!

Dark and foggy,

filled with redolence,

glowing scented woods.

She couldn't hear 

Her Beating Heart 

in her Own body!

A spirit, she was! 

Soon, a wave of echoes-

Its purgatory daughter,

the place where souls meet!

Gleams and glistens 

appear in the dark. 

"MOTHER!" she speaks blithely.

"Yes honey, come to me!"

Mother's spirit answers in devotion.

Spreading her arms, 

And there the both souls meet!

Daughter to mother-

And Mother to daughter

Together and forever.

 Hira Akhter 

(class of 2021)