Wait Please Time Will Come

Wait Please Time Will Come

I M R U L  K A Y E S

 

At the last day of our school life in the solitary campus

When I drew your dopatta

You told me, ‘wait please, time will come’.

 

At the edge of Abony’s pond we were alone

When I drew your hand

You told me, ‘wait please, time will come’.

 

In the Horse Race Fair of  26 Magh

When I drew you close on the Nagordola

You told me, ‘wait please, time will come’.

 

At the last sitting of our college theatre

When I touch your  bare neck

You told me, ‘wait please, time will come’.

 

‘Wait please, time will come’.

‘Wait please, time will come’.

 

Many a long hours have been waited away

Time has never come.

 

Time only passed away, never returned.

 

Teen love once lost, lost for

Keeps a wound into the heart…

 

23 September 1998

Khulna, Bangladesh