I floated in the meeting of friends
The fragrance of soulful happiness,
Chanting the rosary decorated the hall
A world connected by collective aid.
In the cool combination of frosty air
Sorted anger,
Made bright day and night
Insular primordial worship.
Fight against the anchor of fear
A hundred million obstacles are shaken
Brightly visible
The turning point is fear.
Morning golden bliss
In the sound of birds chirping,
Have a pleasant day
Dress yourself in success.
Single Mother
Separated by the touch of difference
Today, her daily life,
On the doorstep of social civilization,
different religious offerings.
Social workers, conscious people hold
her hostage for a moment,
If they can benefit from her alienation!
Like the orphaned child of a recently deceased mother,
In a moment,
the safety net is torn apart!
Poet kabita Costa is a writer, poet, reciter, teacher, story and dramatist, and song writer from Dhaka, Bangladesh. She has written more than half a thousand poems. She is a journalist for a local newspaper and a social worker. She has Masters in ISLM from University of Dhaka and she can be reached at kabitacosta@yahoo.com
